Jack Todd was an all-American boy; grew up in the heartland; felt goosebumps when he heard the Star-Spangled Banner; played endless army games; became a star athlete; signed up for the Marines Corps Officer Training but was washed out because of bad knees. Jack Todd was also a US army deserter, a 23-year-old who went AWOL at boot camp, crossing the border in January 1970, making his way to Vancouver’s seedy Hastings Street, facing the inevitable big question: If I leave my job, my love, my family and my country, who will I be?