On this day, I want to honor my maternal grandfather, Nguyen Huu Thong (in Vietnamese, you always put the last name - or family name - before the first name). He was born in 1934 in Vietnam, joined the army and was honored by being selected to study military strategies in the U.S. for a year. He was actually considered as a French officer, as Vietnam was then controlled by France.
During the Vietnam War, my grandfather fought for the South. In the picture below, he was going to be awarded a medal by the US army. This is one of the few pictures I have left of that period. There are very few mementos left, as my grandfather's soldiers destroyed as much as possible, in order to protect the identity of his family. So you can see why this picture is so precious to me.
When the South lost the war, my grandfather was captured by the communists. He spent many years in a prison camp before being freed by Amnesty International. Later, with the rest of his family, my grandfather moved to the US, away from the communist regime.
I am a French expat living in the USA, more precisely