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I have bummed around Indochina: Vietnam and Cambodia, for forty years. Familiarity is both a blessing and a curse. There is satisfaction in watching these countries develop and see new friends and family prosper in the past ten years or so. But there is also great sadness in the recollections of Indochina’s tortured past, the loss of friends, and the realization that some of the more pleasant vestiges of the past are fast disappearing.
An opportunity in March and April 2010 to take a group of University students to Cambodia and Vietnam awakened both memories and hopes.
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Vietnam has come to occupy a special place in my career and my personal life.
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On April 30, 1975, Saigon fell to communist forces and the North Vietnamese declared “giai phong” – liberation. Veteran journalist and cameraman Neil Davis and I watched as T-54 tanks smoked their way down the city’s main thoroughfares to the Presidential Palace.
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No embeds here. Becoming a 'Bao Chi ' came complete with a coveted MACV Card and the equivalent rank of major. Anyone with two letters from any publication could become a War Correspondent.
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In late 1969, while a student of history and Asian studies at the American University in Washington D.C., I made a risky decision that would shape the rest of my life. I dropped out of school, boarded a plane, and ended up in Saigon.
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