Loosely relevant, my deskmate and his family escaped Vietnam at about 16 or 17 around '76 or so, on a crowded fishing boat to Thailand. He and his siblings and cousins all made good lives in America.
I was in the Navy when my ship picked up some refugees in a scary boat, around '77. After the rescue we sunk the boat (navigation hazard) with the forward gun.
The American company I work for now does business in Vietnam (and the rest of the world).
The world turns. Today I hope for good things to come for the people of Iran and Cuba, and at least a peaceful working relationship between those countries and America.
I was in the Navy when my ship picked up some refugees in a scary boat, around '77. After the rescue we sunk the boat (navigation hazard) with the forward gun.
The American company I work for now does business in Vietnam (and the rest of the world).
The world turns. Today I hope for good things to come for the people of Iran and Cuba, and at least a peaceful working relationship between those countries and America.