When she was a very young girl, my wife - who is Vietnamese - was lost in her town on the Delta. Just beyond toddler-stage, she had forgotten how to get home, and she remembers that she was crying and afraid.
An American soldier - "very big and with a moustache" - gave her chocolate, took her by the hand, and led her house-to-house until he finally got her home.
Sometime I'd like to see a movie about the war, but from the South Vietnamese perspective.