(Written by Vietnam Veteran who met Amerasians in Vietnam after one of our return trips

 As I zoom lensed my camera into their eyes in my best photography, I saw these thoughts as I independently photographed these asking people: ~Did my dead father die on the battlefields of Vietnam?~Would I be loved by the American people?

~How can I escape the life that I love?

~Will my mother come with me if I leave my homeland?

~How can I be sure these strangers are sincere?

~I do not want to beg for a chance in life, but I am

~Is my God their God?

~I feel hope & happiness.

~Stay strong, don’t let them see fear in my eyes.

I put down my camera, my psychological zoom lens. The photographs forever stay in my mind. We wave, hug, shake hands, say goodbye, but not forever.

Past Practice

The Hmong of America marched through my mind each step of the way. The way to another land after post 1975 is not easy.

amerasians-11Vietnam Veteran meeting Amerasians with Thuy in Vietnam
See other reflection (Lost Children of Asia) and our (Website).
Please help share this story in trying to help reunite an Amerasian with her Vietnam veteran father (One woman’s search for her father)
Founder’s Reflections (Healing my wounds of war)

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