Somehow Zamperini survived and he returned home a hero. The celebration was short-lived. He plunged into drinking and brawling and the depths of rage and despair. Nightly the Bird''s face leered at him in his dreams. It would take years but with the love of his wife and the power of faith he was able to stop the nightmares and the drinking. A stirring memoir from one of the greatest of the “Greatest Generation” Devil At My Heels is a living document about the brutality of war the tenacity of the human spirit and the power of forgiveness.