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Out of Captivity : Surviving 1,967 Days in the Colombian Jungle

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308 OUT OF CAPTIVITYMilton’s “command” stood and watched us pack up. Then <strong>the</strong>y formeda k<strong>in</strong>d <strong>of</strong> rough l<strong>in</strong>e and said good-bye. Tatiana had a little chick thatshe wanted Marc to take with him so that he could f<strong>in</strong>ally have an egglayer <strong>of</strong> his own someday. I found myself feel<strong>in</strong>g a little emotional at<strong>the</strong> thought <strong>of</strong> separat<strong>in</strong>g from this group. We’d been toge<strong>the</strong>r for twoyears and now it was over. It wasn’t quite that old l<strong>in</strong>e about feel<strong>in</strong>ggood when you stop bang<strong>in</strong>g your head aga<strong>in</strong>st <strong>the</strong> wall, but it wassometh<strong>in</strong>g like that mixed with a little bit <strong>of</strong> genu<strong>in</strong>e regret.All <strong>of</strong> those emotions changed when Milton pulled <strong>the</strong> three <strong>of</strong> usaside. He started by expla<strong>in</strong><strong>in</strong>g that he was turn<strong>in</strong>g us over to a newgroup. He said that Jair, a short blond guerrilla we’d seen <strong>in</strong> camp <strong>the</strong>last two days was now go<strong>in</strong>g to be <strong>in</strong> charge <strong>of</strong> us. We assumed that wasall Milton was go<strong>in</strong>g to say, but <strong>the</strong>n he went <strong>in</strong>to cover-his-ass mode.Stat<strong>in</strong>g that he was only human—which we had seen ample evidence<strong>of</strong>, what with all his fail<strong>in</strong>gs—he admitted that he’d made some mistakes.He was aware that he’d denied us <strong>the</strong> th<strong>in</strong>gs we wanted most—radios and books—and he claimed that he’d told Jair to provide us withthose th<strong>in</strong>gs. He also said that he’d put <strong>in</strong> a good word with <strong>the</strong> newFront. We’d been no trouble to him. He <strong>of</strong>fered his hand. As much asI hated <strong>the</strong> guy, I figured <strong>the</strong>re was no po<strong>in</strong>t <strong>in</strong> piss<strong>in</strong>g him <strong>of</strong>f. I tookhis hand and Milton walked away, back to <strong>the</strong> jungle and <strong>the</strong> life heseemed to love so much.Jair led us on a ten-m<strong>in</strong>ute march and we met up with a larger group.He struck us as a sharp and energetic guy. With his blond hair andcrew cut, he seemed like a gr<strong>in</strong>go who’d been airlifted <strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong> jungle.Still we were concerned about los<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> connections to <strong>the</strong> guards <strong>in</strong>Milton’s group and <strong>the</strong> <strong>in</strong>formation channels that we’d worked so hardto cultivate. The Plumber and <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs had been vital <strong>in</strong> help<strong>in</strong>g usget what we needed and stay on top <strong>of</strong> our situation. We were all a bitanxious about hav<strong>in</strong>g to start over.Immediately we could sense <strong>the</strong> change <strong>in</strong> attitude among this newgroup. Suddenly we were be<strong>in</strong>g stared at aga<strong>in</strong>—novelty attractions on

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