From real-life war games and tank races to brutal beatings and psychological torture, Bouman recounts the events of his childhood at the hands of his neo-Nazi father. While painting a chilling portrait of a family life that is both whimsical and horrific, this unforgettable memoir offers an epic tale of redemption and reconciliation. 350 pages, softcover from Tyndale.
In the tradition of The Glass Castle and Angelas Ashes comes the most unforgettable memoir youll read this year!
What did it mean to be the Tank Mans son? To grow up overwhelmed by my fathers presence and personality? It was as if I didnt exist, as if I was just something else for my father to crush.
So begins the haunting memoir of Mark Bouman as he recounts the events of his childhood at the hands of his larger-than-life, Neo-Nazi father in brilliant, startling detail. From adventure-filled days complete with real-life war games, artillery fire, and tank races to terror-filled nights marked by vicious tirades, brutal beatings, and psychological torture, Mark paints a chilling portrait of family life that is at once whimsical and horrificall building to a shocking climax that challenges even the broadest boundaries of love and forgiveness.
An epic tale of redemption and reconciliation, The Tank Mans Son is a literary tour de force that is sure to become an instant classic.
A touching memoir of a truly miserable childhood. That Bouman could write of his life of abuse in Michigan and make it sound like fun is the mark of a man who has completely come to terms with the higher plan for his life. It may have taken him more than two decades to discover it, but when he did, he embraced it and became a man with a mission. His writing is matter-of-fact and in no way an attempt to purge the pain of living with a father who treated him like an imbecile incapable of anything and regularly beat him and his brother. Somehow, the author manages to describe a life that, between beatings, would seem attractive to most boys. When Bouman was young, his father put an airplane engine in a VW to make a carplane, and he opened up a shooting range on their 11-acre land and purchased a massive boat. He also bought a tank, which just about everyone thought was the coolest thing ever. He actually let the boys drive the tank, and it proved useful for putting out fires and demolishing unwanted buildings. Bouman seems to be trying to paint a more pleasant picture of his childhood, but the facts of the beatings and the demolition of any character he might have developed seep through. Later on, substance abuse threatened to end his military career, until someone invited him to church. Who knows why such things appear just as a soul is sinking into the abyss? Religion changed him, and he eventually found his wife and opened an orphanage in Cambodia in the early 1990s, where he finally discovered the profit of his upbringing. This immensely inspiring story shows how Bouman tore success from defeat. Never preachy or self-pitying, just an honest story well written and well told.
A memoir as weighty, heartbreaking, and shocking as Pat Conroys The Great Santiti. . . Bizarre and unpredictable, Boumans memoir transcends the normal tropes of the redemption tale and becomes a testament to the power of human fortitude and forgiveness.