Honoring a U.S. citizen's distinguished contribution which makes one proud to be an American
A Vietnamese’s Schindler
(To Louis Schuster my eternal gratitude)
Saigon, April 1975.
The helicopters kept flying from the roof.
Somewhere in the city
There was an American, a guardian angel
He kept making up the names
Each stroke he penned, each life he saved
He put my name on his list
My unforgettable American Schindler.
Now I write.
Now I live.
Linh Duy Vo
On 28 April 2001, I was reunited with "Uncle" Louis Schuster at the Reunion of The Saigon Mission Association. The above poem was read to him at the banquet.
A week later, he sent me the his cherished flags of the U.S.A. and South Vietnam. He took them down from the DAO Headquarters at 10:00 hour, 29 April 1975. I am deeply moved and honored to be their safekeeper.
A Day in My Diary
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