Here's a less than important story, that is really irksome for a book lover.
When reading a hardcover book (most of my books are hardcover), I always take the dust jacket off first so that I don't ruin it when I read. I generally put the jacket on my book shelf on top of other books, so it doesn't get crushed. After I do my summary, I put the dust jacket back on the book and return it in it's entirety to my shelf. When I was reading "A Man Without A Country," I took off the dust jacket as normal, completed my review, and was going to put the cover on... but for whatever reason, I can't find it.
Since I'm so meticulous, the first thing I think is that my girlfriend moved it... though I probably placed it somewhere in haste. The spirit of Vonnegut is now hiding somewhere in my condo. So it goes.