Levi Johnston

I'm an Alaskan hunter and fisherman. I also am the father of Sarah Palin's grandson. This has cast me in an unintended role in America's most delicious drama

I have gone from being Sarah Palin's second son, as she used to call me, to her favorite punching bag...little better than a pile of squirrel scat. To correct the image she's painted, and hoping I'll have decent access to my son, I'm revealing uncomplimentary information. I'm doing this so my boy, in a decade or two, will know the true story--and can feel good about his dad. It's a choice, Sarah or me.

To know how this strange mess came to be, readers need to learn who I am, where I came from, and where I'm going. My childhood in the Land of the Northern Star; my bond with the males of my family and my love for my mother and my sister--all play a part in my story. Reporting my tale makes me both laugh and cry; it is the truth.