If We Try to Deny the Bad and the Ugly, We Eventually Stop Recognizing the Good--by damewine (Cathrine Todd)
Surrounded by a sea of varying shades of green, I had to remind myself to keep on the well-trodden path as there could have been some remaining undiscovered active landmines… although less likely in the year 2017, as they have been largely deactivated and unearthed, it is better to be safe than sorry. My husband and I were at the 17thparallel, the former Vietnam DMZ (Demilitarized Zone), a demarcated area that separated South and North Vietnam during what American’s call the Vietnam War and what the Vietnam government calls the American War – this is where the majority of lives were lost during a war that lasted from 1955 until 1975. It was just as stunning in its raw beauty as so many Vietnam Veterans, or vets, (Americans who fought in the war) had described it to me. One vet not only told me about the surreal, natural splendor of the Vietnam landscape, but he also talked about the kindness and care of the South Vietnamese people who took care of his army unit. He still kept a picture next to his bed of a Vietnamese woman who would make fish soup for them… she was a temporary mother to his 18 year old self, and to this day, her picture is a reminder of the better memories from that experience.