May 1, 1975, was a new beginning for Vietnam. For better or worse, those left behind were now under communist rule. Many changes ensued, Saigon became Ho Chi Minh City and the South Vietnamese troops were now part of an army and nation defeated, unsure of their future. At first, the communists concentrated on cleaning up the destruction of war and getting life started again. But soon people began receiving summons to report to "reeducation camps" so they could be properly indoctrinated and become productive members of the new society. The reeducation camps and new government in South Vietnam were so painful that millions of refugees tried to leave the country by any means possible, sparking a decades-long exodus from Vietnam.
For the people who managed to leave Vietnam a new life was in store. They settled in the United States or Europe, and in many cases had to start over after having left Vietnam with nothing. The Vietnamese refugees have managed to not only adapt to their new lives, but to thrive, bringing their culture, traditions, food and language to their new homes.
For the Americans, watching Saigon fall was a rude awakening. Many believed that the last days in Saigon were a final insult in a long and bitterly-contested war. Watching the airlifts, desperate people, and the helicopters being pushed into the ocean to hurriedly make room for more refugees was almost more than some could bear. However, the long involvement with Vietnam was finally over and the country could begin to move forward again.
I remember '75 when we pulled out of Saigon. I remember that being on live TV. I was looking at the bartender. I remember how sad I was. I wasn’t angry anymore. I was saddened by the whole bug op we did. I thought about all the Vietnamese we left there that we said we could get out and we left them there. That was so damn sad. To this day I can see those Marines on top of the embassy getting into that chopper. I can see them punching people in the face, knocking them away from the chopper. I can see the aircraft carriers dumping helicopters overboard. I can see the Vietnamese flying out. They’re jumping out of their aircraft over the water. Just abandoning those people. That has always stuck in my craw.
That we abandoned these people after telling them that we were going to help them. When the tanks rolled into the presidential grounds, I remember that, too. I was thinking what the hell was this about? Was this for nothing? Did my friends die for nothing? Did I go through this for absolutely nothing? Play Clip
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