On the strength of the recommendation of dozens of blog commenters over the years, I got George MacDonald Fraser's WWII memoir, Quartered Safe Out Here, to read on my Kindle on the trip. Thank you to all who recommended it; it is right up there with With The Old Breed.
That was followed up on my return with Deadly Kingdom: The Book of Dangerous Animals because face-eating monkeys.
Recent events have me currently reading Clayton Cramer's My Brother Ron: A Personal and Social History of the Deinstitutionalization of the Mentally Ill. (Which is fascinating thus far for its study of the treatment of the mentally ill in American history.) It's a knotty problem: How do you deal with the non compost mental in a free society that respects individual liberty and human dignity? Life was simpler when I had glib answers to that question*...
*"Lock 'em up!" as a young conservative and "Everybody's got a right to be crazy!" as an adult wookie-suiter. Is pre-crime incarceration, a la Minority Report, okay if the diagnosis comes from a psychiatrist rather than a psychic? Is a crazy person, like a minor, not entitled to the full range of liberties and rights of citizenship?