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

THIRTEENReunitedSeptember 2006–April 2007TOMWe entered the Reunion Camp filled with hope—if for no other reasonthan that the camp seemed to be a more permanent structure. We’dbeen on the move for so long—ever since we’d left the Chess Camp—that we were all looking forward to a more established routine. Aftermonths on the move, we craved living conditions that would make usfeel a little more at home, and though we knew the risks involved inbeing with another group of prisoners, we were confident that the stabilitywould be good for all three of us.While we knew the military and police prisoners from our time atCaribe and the forty-day march, we became much more familiar withtheir personalities and their group dynamic at the Reunion Camp. Bythe time we arrived there in September of 2006, most of the militaryand police prisoners were heading into their ninth year of captivity. Theyear 1998 had not been particularly good for the military. Three of the