Soul Survivor: The Reincarnation of a World War II Fighter Pilot

Soul Survivor: The Reincarnation of a World War II Fighter Pilot


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The parents of James Leininger were first puzzled and then disturbed when their two-year-old son began screaming out chilling phrases during recurrent nightmares, such as, "Plane on fire! Little man can't get out!" The centerpiece of a loving family of three, James was a happy, playful toddler who had only just begun stringing together sentences. Determined to understand what was happening to their son, Bruce and Andrea set off on a journey of discovery that was to rock them to their core. For the more they researched the arcane comments and fragmented details little James revealed, the more they were drawn inescapably to a shocking conclusion: that James was reliving the life of James Huston, a World War II fighter pilot who was killed in the battle for Iwo Jima— over sixty years ago!

Through painstaking research and conversations with war veterans and surviving members of James Huston's family, Bruce and Andrea were forced to confront their skepticism and reexamine their entire belief system. In the process, they not only managed to solve the mystery of their son's statements. They also uncovered revelations about James Huston's life and wartime experiences that could finally bring peace and healing to his loved ones, decades after his death.

This book features stunning drawings from James Leininger illustrating his unshakable memories, photos that portray the eerie resemblance between young James and the adult James Huston, and a foreword from world-renowned past lives expert Carol Bowman. In SOUL SURVIVOR, readers will come to know and believe in the special child who harbors the soul of a man who died in 1945.

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ISBN-13: 9780446509343
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Publication date: 06/11/2010
Pages: 272
Sales rank: 90,268
Product dimensions: 5.40(w) x 8.20(h) x 0.60(d)

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Bruce and Andrea Leininger, James' parents, live in Louisiana with their son James, who is now nine years old.

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Soul Survivor

The Reincarnation of a World War II Fighter Pilot
By Leininger, Bruce

Grand Central Publishing

Copyright © 2010 Leininger, Bruce
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780446509343


The Dream


It’s only a bad dream, and when you wake up in the morning, it’ll all be gone.


THE SCREAMS CAME out of nowhere. One day James Leininger, just three weeks past his second birthday, was a happy, playful toddler, the centerpiece of a loving family of three living on the soft coastal plain of southern Louisiana. And then suddenly, in the darkest hour of midnight, he was flopping around on his bed like a broken power line, howling at the sky as if he could crack open the heavens with his ear-shattering distress.

Flying down the long hallway from the master bedroom came his mother, Andrea. She stopped at the doorway of her first and only child and, holding her breath, watched her son’s thrashing and screaming. What to do? Somewhere in one of the texts in her great library of child-rearing books, she had read that it could be dangerous to wake a child abruptly from a nightmare.

And so, struggling to hold herself back, she stood there in the doorway, frozen. She nonetheless did make a reasonable assessment of the situation, for she was nothing if not a thoroughly rational and well-informed mother—a student of all of the latest child-rearing tactics and techniques. She noted that James was not pinned under a wooden beam. He wasn’t bleeding. She couldn’t see any obvious physical reason for the terrible commotion. He was simply having a nightmare. It had to be a ghastly one, but still something that fell within the boundaries of routine childhood evils.

Of course, she wanted desperately to rush in and grab her little boy, shake him out of his bad dream, and cuddle him back to sleep. But she didn’t. For Andrea Leininger was no ordinary parent. A trim strawberry blonde, she still had her stage-star good looks at thirty-eight, plus something less obvious: iron discipline. This came from her long training as a professional ballerina—a career she had given up when the pain of performing outweighed the pleasure. Now her career was kicking frantically at his covers and screaming bloody murder.

As she clinically tried to assess the situation, she thought she knew where the nightmare was coming from: the unfamiliar house. It was just two months since they’d moved from Dallas, Texas, into the seventy-year-old home in Lafayette, Louisiana. If it felt strange to her, she guessed that it must be a world gone topsy-turvy to James—her new great love. Even the outside sounds were alien—the wind whispering through the Spanish moss, the swamp birds yawking from the branches of the old oaks, the insects crashing into the screens. Nothing like the long, still silences that fell like a blanket over the suburban outskirts of Dallas.

And James’s room itself, with its faded pink flower wallpaper and solid sealed shutters—nothing like a little boy’s room—gave her the creepy feeling of being shut inside a tomb. Yes, these had to be the ingredients for a perfect storm of a nightmare. Calming herself, she tiptoed to her son’s bed, picked him up, and held him in her arms, crooning softly: “Sleep, sleep, sweet baby! It’s nothing, really, nothing. It’s only a bad dream, and when you wake up in the morning, it’ll all be gone!”

And as she held him, he gradually stopped thrashing, and the screams tapered off into whimpers—little whispers of grief—and then he went back to sleep.

That first night, she recalled, she hadn’t been paying particular attention to what he was screaming—hadn’t heard any specific word that made any sense. His sounds were blurred and blunted inside the high-octane howl of a very young child who looked and sounded as if he were fighting desperately for his very life. No, she thought, not a real life-threatening event. Just a child being attacked in a nightmare.

Nevertheless, she was profoundly shaken, but determined to cope with it—part of the deal. This was the bargain she’d made when she agreed to marry Bruce Leininger, twelve years her senior, who already had four children from a previous marriage. Of course, Andrea had been married before, too, but had no kids. If they were to marry, she had told Bruce firmly, she wanted a child. That was the deal; that was her prenup.

Bruce, holding to his part of the bargain, had heard the screams from James’s room and rolled over and whispered, “Would you handle it?” This was Andrea’s job.

In the grand scheme of their lives, the deal was a fair one. He got the gorgeous dancer, and she got the big, handsome corporate executive—plus a child. Of course, not everything worked out as planned. Bruce had labored to near collapse holding up his end of the deal, which was to provide his extended family with basic security.

At that moment, here in Lafayette, it was Bruce who appeared to be undergoing the greater crisis, striving mightily to master and hold down a new job. He had been “let go,” as they say, from his last big-paying job in Dallas over a difference of opinion in management. The buyout wasn’t bad, but the sudden cruelty of the experience—the prospect of unemployment for a man who had always been a high achiever, always at the top of his class, always near the pinnacle of the corporate hierarchy, a model of poise and self-control—left an unspoken fear hovering like a cloud over the Leininger household.

The new job, the adjustment, was not easy. Bruce was a human resources executive, which was a little like being a corporate fireman. Wherever personnel problems broke out, he had to rush in and put out the fire. That meant dislocation, a lot of moving around and resettling. It was okay when there were just the two of them, Bruce and Andrea, but now they had James. In four years, Bruce had been forced to uproot the family three times. The first time was when he landed a new job in San Francisco. He found a great town house overlooking the ocean in Pacifica. Andrea was enchanted. “There’s nothing between us and Japan,” she swooned.

It was a happy and romantic interlude. And it was in San Francisco that James was born. Within two years Bruce had a better job offer in Dallas, which had the added advantage of putting Andrea back in the bosom of her family. She was from Dallas and had deep attachments to her sisters and mother, but it entailed another move. And then that job fell apart when Bruce challenged the decisions of a superior and had to find a new job, impress a new boss, find a new home, and manage the relocation. Not that he was complaining—he was just exhausted. As for Andrea, she’d had enough of moving. When Bruce found the new home in Lafayette, she decided that this one would be for good.

And now along comes this shattering nightmare! Bad timing, Bruce thought. Still, it was only a noisy bad dream—no big deal. In his previous marriage, Bruce had managed to calm all four of his children going through night terrors. But he was now just too tired to manage this kind of thing again.

Of course, he had no way of knowing, when he rolled over and went back to sleep, that his family was on the cusp of something utterly unfathomable, something unimaginably fantastic. So, dog tired, he simply fell back to sleep.

If Bruce was under heavy pressure, so was Andrea. Giving birth to James had been very hard. She was thirty-six when he was born—fast approaching midnight on her biological clock. And it was a rough pregnancy. Andrea suffered from preeclampsia, a dangerous condition that caused high blood pressure, fluid retention, and seizures. And then, late in the pregnancy, her fetus inexplicably stopped growing. When the doctors measured her baby’s size on the sonogram, James was a little more than three pounds and was not getting any bigger. The medical team was puzzled and uncertain that the child ultimately would be “viable.” And even if he was brought to term, the doctors warned that there was a strong possibility of Down’s syndrome or autism, or some other physical or intellectual deficit.

Bruce refused to accept the medical opinion. Always the solid rock of optimism, he said: “Bullshit! James will be fine.”

And this was not meant as a careless outburst of bootless hope. Becoming parents was an affirmative, positive commitment that they had both promised each other, even to the point of picking out the child’s name: James Madison Leininger. No accident. The name came out of the long genealogical research that Andrea had started early in their marriage. She had discovered that her great-great-grandfather, James Madison Scoggin, had served in the Confederate army during the Civil War. So her imperiled little fetus already had a name and a proud history, and fighting parents who would never consider giving up on him.

Finally, on April 10, 1998—Good Friday (an omen)—six weeks before her due date, when the doctors detected weakness in his vital signs, James was delivered by C-section. Bruce was there in the delivery room, and when the baby reached out to be born, Bruce took his hand—and, as they like to say in the family, Bruce and James have never let go.

After James was born, the doctors discovered the reason for his lack of development in utero. It was an anatomical quirk. Andrea’s placenta was no bigger than a grapefruit. It should have been the size of a small watermelon. The wonder is that James survived at all, with all the reduced intake of nutrients. On the other hand, maybe that trauma in utero would be seen to play a part in what was yet to come. Maybe James would retain some postpartum memory of that tight spot he was in before he was born.

In the end, after time in an incubator, James turned out to be perfectly normal—no physical or intellectual deficits.

And he was a delightful baby. He didn’t cry much; he didn’t fuss much. He accepted all the moving and changes with hardly a peep. He seemed mostly happy and content. In fact, his parents felt that there was something uncanny and amazingly mature about his everyday good nature—which was part of why that first horrendous nightmare came as such a shock.

Given the brute facts of Bruce’s new status, he had to work hard to keep his family intact. Because of his long work hours, Andrea kept James up past a two-year-old’s normal bedtime. The reasoning behind this was a trade-off: James could sacrifice a little sleep to spend some quality time with his father. His bedtime became ten p.m. After they put him to sleep, Bruce and Andrea had some time for a glass of wine and some catch-up conversation before they, too, went to bed. Two days after the first nightmare, just after midnight, the bloodcurdling screams began again. It came at a moment when Bruce and Andrea were slipping into deep REM sleep, and once again it caught them unprepared. Andrea, of course, leaped out of bed and ran down that long hallway to clasp her son in her arms and try to console him.

In the morning she tried to describe the scary quality of the nightmares to Bruce in some detail so that he would recognize the gravity of what she experienced, but he shrugged and insisted that they not make a fuss, that night terrors were normal. But she nonetheless pressed her case, telling him about the wild kicking and violent flailing. Still, Bruce showed little interest. He was in the midst of his own nightmare trying to help take his company public.

Bruce worked for Oil Field Services Corporation of America (OSCA), an oil company that specialized in deepwater oil well maintenance and completion far out in the Gulf of Mexico. OSCA was in the midst of trying to launch a public stock offering. As the human resources expert and adviser, Bruce had to formulate sound health plans and compensation packages that met federal guidelines so that OSCA could become listed on a major stock exchange—no small feat since Bruce was, himself, still being trained at the time. It was a frantic moment as he dealt with the dizzying details of high corporate negotiations and the needs of several hundred oil rig workers.

In the midst of all this, the nightmares seemed less urgent.

“Listen,” he told Andrea, playing down the significance of the outburst, “it’s an old house and there are creaks and groans that routinely come with an old house. It’s all part of settling in here. It’ll stop; you’ll see.”

But the nightmares did not stop. After the second, there was another the next night. James would skip a night, sometimes two, but the nightmares kept coming with terrifying regularity and increasing frenzy. Often five times a week. And they were all, every one, spine-tingly creepy.

And so, in that first spring of the new millennium, in a small home near the coast of Louisiana, four or five times a week it felt as if the rafters shook with the ferocious cries of a little boy. Andrea did all she could at first, but nothing would soothe little James in those furious moments. Because of James’s premature birth and early weight problems, she was diligent about medical checkups. Soon after they moved to Lafayette she found a young pediatrician on the next street, Dr. Doug Gonzales, who could find nothing abnormal when he examined James. When the nightmares began, Andrea called him. He told her that these were normal night terrors and that they would soon diminish. He was not worried. Meanwhile, confirming what she had read in her parenting books, he advised her not to wake the boy suddenly or frighten him when he was in the midst of a bad dream.

Andrea now had begun sleeping close to James’s bedroom so she could get a head start on the screams. She slept lightly, listening for the first cry. And, she told Bruce, James was so deeply asleep during his nightmares that she had to hold him as tightly as she could to break the spell.

Bruce spoke to his son. “Listen,” he said, “you’ve got to stop this. You’d better get over whatever it is that’s causing this.” Only it turned out, this wasn’t something that a two-year-old could control, no matter how mad it made Daddy.

Almost two months after the nightmares began, James was still thrashing and shrieking, but this time Andrea set out to try to discover what he was saying. His cries, she realized, were not just incomprehensible sounds—there were also words. Once she’d deciphered some of them, she came quickly back down the hallway and shook her husband awake.

“Bruce, you need to hear what he’s saying.”

Bruce was groggy. “What do you mean?”

“Bruce, you need to hear what he’s saying.” Bruce was annoyed, but he pulled himself out of bed, muttering, “What the hell is going on here!”

Then, as he stood in his son’s doorway, he also began to pick out the words, and his resentment faded.

He was lying there on his back, kicking and clawing at the covers…like he was trying to kick his way out of a coffin. I thought, this looks like The Exorcist —I half expected his head to spin around like that little girl in the movie. I even thought I might have to go and get a priest. But then I heard what James was saying…

“Airplane crash! Plane on fire! Little man can’t get out!”

Those were the very words, the actual text of James’s outcries. The child flung his head back and forth and screamed the same thing over and over and over: “Airplane crash! Plane on fire! Little man can’t get out! Airplane crash! Plane on fire! Little man can’t get out!”

Now, it was not long after James’s second birthday; he was just learning to speak in complex sentences, just finding a language to fit his thoughts. And yet, what he was screaming as he thrashed around his bed that spring were words so rich in detail, so plausibly offered, so unchildlike in their desperation, that Bruce Leininger was struck silent. In all his life, he’d been the problem solver, the go-to guy, the man who could make things right because he understood the nature of almost any problem, grasped its geography, and managed to find a solution. But standing in that doorway of his child’s bedroom, he was paralyzed—and a little frightened. These panicked phrases could not have come out of nowhere; on that point he was certain.


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"James Leininger's story is the most compelling evidence so far for reincarnation." —-T. J. MacGregor, Edgar Award-winning author of Running Time

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is another wonderful book about the truth of the soul. It is a good example of why people should know the truth so that they can actually listen to their children when they have something important to tell adults and know what to do about it. Religions often deny the truth of reincarnation. Children are not a "brand new soul" and come into our lives with experiences from their other lives. We need to listen. The parents of James listened. An absolutely awesome book about how a young child taught a valuable lesson to his family, and also helped heal his own soul.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Being raised strict Catholic, the idea of reincarnation such as this would have been unthinkable. As I've aged, things are no longer just black & white. Why does the exploration of this idea threaten? Most cultures of the world believe in an afterlife of some sort. I literally couldn't put this book down! There are so many "Oh my gosh!" moments. It's absolutely fascinating and thrilling to the very last page. The boy's father had, all along, been the biggest skeptic of all. I find it thoroughly convincing,--but even if you don't---it's a fantastic read!
Faith2Day More than 1 year ago
The people had no clue that such things actually occur in real life, that have anything to do with the after life. I don't know how people can still be skeptics after reading this book. No one will be more of a skeptic than the childs father who was living it and was still a disbeliever. You will have to read it for yourself to see if you really can believe that this can happen. They worked with well known people. Take off your blinders and see with new eyes the real world around you if you dare.
Teresa2575 More than 1 year ago
Soul Survivor is the most compelling, riveting, and emotion provoking stories regarding reincarnation. I felt so drawn into each chapter, waiting for the next piece of evidence to appear. The book was well written, accounting for each factor that was pertinent. If you are not a believer, it makes for good entertainment if you have an interest in military/war stories. I did not believe one way or the other before reading this book, however, it has persuaded me to think further into the possibilities of reincarnation. I am convinced that young James has had an extradinary experience, in which many cannot understand or comprehend.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Once I opened this book, I couldn't put it down! I have recommended it to countless friends as an intriguing read. It is certainly thought-provoking.
rhg440 More than 1 year ago
Great story that makes you think about life after death in a different light.
behonest47 More than 1 year ago
I just finished one of my favorite books "soul survivor". I too had a young son who is now 43 that had I thought, NUTTY nighmares,that could not be explained, They are still very vivid in my mind. Well this book answered some of my questions. We always believed that he was in WWII. But he told me the other day when I was discussing the book with him "Mom I know you thought I was a soldier who was getting shot at, well I was just a civilian" My reply was just a simple I know,Of course at that time we wanted to think he was a hero in the war. I highly recommend this book to every one that has been in the military,and those that honor them.
OneSoul-ManyFaces More than 1 year ago
This book although slow to start, pulls you in and somehow keeps your hands compelled to turn the pages to find out just one more piece of information, one more part of the puzzle before you put it down. But you can't put it down it is so compelling that I as a non reader finished the book in two days. I was fasinated to the extent of the father hell bent on proving all this a hoax or other logicly explained rational ending to this remarkable story. The fact that there are too many people involved, too many eye witness accounts and too much evidence to be a hoax makes this account of a reincarnated WW2 Pilot, his sister, and ship mates along with the factual accounts of a little boy give credibility for one hell of a good argument. Read this then decide for yourself, but keep this in mind: How could he have known otherwise. This book is worth every dollar that I spent for the hard back edition and now I am buying the EBOOK to share with others as I bring it up in conversation.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The story was amazing and believable. I enjoyed each characters' opinions on the reincarnation factor, making it more real-life. Would recommend reading, even if you don't consider yourself a believer in reincarnation.
acadiaranger More than 1 year ago
Whether you believe in reincarnation or not, this book is a page turner. I found the story one of mystery, compassion, and insight. Both parents and World War II buffs will appreciate the efforts of all involved to bring peace to one family and compassion with understanding to another. I thought the parents of this boy did an outstanding job in being supportive and protective of a child so young when the mystery of the boy's knowledge confounded the parents' every day life. Good book club read for discussion.
lovebooks17 More than 1 year ago
I have already passed it on to my friends.
jclaudette More than 1 year ago
This is a great story - turned several of my friends into believers of reincarnation.
gadget1126 More than 1 year ago
This book is hands down one of the best books i have ever read. You will question everything you believe about life after death. You need to read this book the hairs on my arms stood on every page. BUY IT READ IT YOU WONT BELIEVE IT..... But i do believe it.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Even if you don't believe in reincarnation, this book will grab you and take you on an fascinating journey. Young James knows all about WWII fighter planes and there's a reason -- he died, trapped in a fiery crash in a previous life. He's tormented by bleed though dreams, night-terrors until his parents help him connect with his old shipmates, and he goes to the site of his last life death, and pays tribute to his former life.
GAjill More than 1 year ago
This is an amazing story that i enjoyed from beginning to end. This family was couragous for sharing their story with so many skeptics among us. I was extremely moved by the story of their son and find it to be very believable and realistic! Many parts of this story were also touching and brought tears to my eyes. I would recommend this great book and child's story to everyone!
Cambrialover More than 1 year ago
Moving story, told simply. Loved James's words and descriptions, particularly the retelling in small doses of his heavenly visit. Wish there were more...but what we didn't need so much of were the focus and praise for Bruce, his faith, his illnesses, etc. I remember the ABC Primetime piece; the basic story was remarkable. Sadly, the book didn't provide many more details.
Dmoadus More than 1 year ago
A very well written book that offers the tantalizing prospect that there might be more to life than what we commonly believe. Yet does it without stepping outside of Christian beliefs.
Medium_Laura More than 1 year ago
I have always believed in the theory of reincarnation, that isn't why I decided to pick up this book. What drew me to it was that James, the young boy who was having nightmares of a past life, was only a mere 2 year old. This book is extremely well written, the information about the members of the Natoma and their dead. Not only is this a story about life, death and rebirth; but it historically reminds us of the selfless acts that many young American boys performed to ensue our freedom. Get this book. If you are like me, you won't put it down. I read it in one day.
jujubeesbooks More than 1 year ago
The down side of this book is that I did not care for the author's writing style and it took over 60 pages before I got into the actual "meat" of this family's story. Other's who are more into reading for shear entertainment (as apposed to education) will enjoy this piece.
Stonepower More than 1 year ago
The compelling story of James Leininger's past life recall is right on target with the way the soul encodes unresolved trauma from previous lifetimes. The nightmares began when little James was only two years old, screaming out at night, "Plane on fire! Little man can't get out! " Night after night he relived the trauma of the death of American fighter pilot James M. Huston, Jr., shot down in World War II in 1945 in the battle for Iwo Jima. Co-author Bruce Leininger researched the information his little son was giving, desperately trying to disprove the theory of reincarnation; however, in the end, the overwhelming evidence he found convinced him that reincarnation was real and the "invisible roots" of his son's nightmares were his past life trauma. Bruce and his wife Andrea lovingly guided their son through a healing process that finally released his nightmares. Now the new field of Energy Psychology gives us power tools to heal our past life trauma even faster! To find out more, see my YouTube commentary at Barbara Stone, PhD, author of Invisible Roots: How Healing Past Life Trauma Can Liberate Your Present
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is truly a fascinating story. I found it very difficult to put down once I started reading it. The foreword by Carol Bowman does an excellent job of giving you a perspective on the phenomenon of "spontaneous memories" in young children and the research that has been done on this subject. The pictures help you form a bond with the young men who fought for our freedom in the Pacific theater of WWII.
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puttocklibrary on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
While some of the writing was a bit choppy--the same info was repeated in different voices (ie. Andrea's and Bruce's point of view)--the story itself was very fascinating. I don't think it needed to be quite as long as it was, but reading about their journey of discovery for the true facts of the crash, alongside with the reincarnation nightmares/memories, was fascinating. I was already convinced of the existence of reincarnation, but hearing another story of a child who can recall a past life was well worth it.
shieldsk1 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Amazing story about a boy who remembers his past life as a WWII fighter pilot. Good read, but could have been a long article.
bermudaonion on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
When Bruce and Andrea Leininger¿s young son, James, showed an interest in airplanes, they didn¿t think too much about it. Then, when James turned two years old, he began having vivid nightmares about being in a plane crash and being trapped in the cockpit. His verbal skills weren¿t great yet, but he¿d say that the ¿airplane crash on fire little man can¿t get out¿ and when they asked who the little man was, James would reply that it was him. The Leiningers were concerned about the nightmares, but initially attributed them to a move they had recently made or his age or even television.As James got older and his language skills improved, he began telling his parents things that didn¿t make sense to them. He said he flew a Corsair off of the Natoma and the Japanese shot him down. He also mentioned some other people who were on the ship. Andrea had read a book about reincarnation in children and began to suspect that James¿ soul had been on the Earth previously. She got in contact with Carol Bowman, the author of Children¿s Past Lives and got some tips from her on how to cope with the situation.Since Bruce is a deeply religious man, he couldn¿t accept Andrea¿s theory and began some intensive research trying to disprove it. Instead of disproving Andrea¿s theory, it seems like all the evidence he uncovered only further proved it. Bruce also became very involved with and attached to the brave men who served on the USS Natoma Bay.I read Soul Survivor by Bruce and Andrea Leininger with Ken Gross in anticipation of their interview on Blog Talk Radio. The book is written in a conversational tone, so it¿s an easy read ¿ you feel like you¿re listening to an old friend. There were some details included that I felt weren¿t necessary for the story, but they didn¿t detract too much. Besides the story of James, there are some interesting stories about the brave men who served on the USS Natoma Bay during World War II. No matter how you feel about reincarnation, this book will make you think. I think the Leiningers were meticulous in their research and they¿re sincere in their beliefs, but after reading Soul Survivor and mulling over the facts for a few days, I still don¿t know what to think. This is a great book for anyone interested in reincarnation.