Woohoo! Bob's second memoir has been out of print for years but we just made it available on kindle. It makes me look like a saint. He doesn't mention how I would never admit I was wrong in the first 25 years we were married. Our friend Mike Costello loved it and said "It is a litany of fuck-ups and a great read because  didn't do any of them..."
BTW, it is not a triumphant sequel. I think that must be the original publisher's words, but it is honest and unsparing and well written, even if I am bragging about my own true love.

It is a story about living with PTSD  before it had a name, back when it was not supposed to exist.

Chickenhawk: Back in the World.