A page in my diary

Danang, Tuesday, Sept 7, 2010 at 13:30 time in Vietnam:

Our Diary...

My loved one awaiting for her Vietnam Airline flight back to Saigon, she caught a glimpse of the U.S. Air Force C-130 lying on the runway. There, a U.S. flag-draped coffin being carried onto the aircraft, the American soldiers in white uniforms being pallbearers, I am on the phone with her, listening to her description. On this side of the Earth, I am holding the well-read copy of VIETNAM VETERANS MEMORIAL/DIRECTORY OF NAMES, which has been entrusted to me, staring at the U.S. flag on the wall, I have kept this sacred book with me next to my pillow. The time now here in California is 23:30, Monday. She has tears in her eyes. I am crying silently inside my soul....

Linh Duy Vo

She is the very C-130 that took off at 2 o'clock AM, 24 April 1975, from Tan Son Nhut Airport. She flew to Clark Airbase. In her womb she then carried hundreds of refugees, and I was among them...

A Schindler