I read this book when it was first published, and found it fascinating, possibly because my father served as a censor at Camp X and it gave me new insight into his wartime work. Years passed, and I moved into a seniors` retirement home,and there became a close friend of an amazingly brave lady. She is 95, blind, debilitated by Parkinson`s Disease, and yet her mind is clear and her wit is sharp. She was one of the young women enlisted by Sir William Stephenson to go with him from Toronto to New York City to open and serve in the Canadian Spy Agency. To this day she lives by the pledge to reveal nothing of that experience. But she did confirm that my father`s work at Camp X was an important contribution to the Canadian War Effort and I thank her for that. We have a small library at the retirement home and I bought this recent copy of A Man Called Intrepid so that I could re-read it, and shelve it in our library for others of my generation to savour.