Vietnam was not so much a war as it was one long battle in an ongoing war -the war in defense of freedom, which is still under assault. This battle was lost not by those brave American and South Vietnamese troops who were waging it but by political misjudgments and strategic failure at the highest levels of government.
The tragedy- indeed, the immorality-of those years was that for the first time in our history our country and its government failed to match the heroic sacrifice of our men in the field.
This must never happen again.
~Ronald Reagan~
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Here's something a little different. I went back to Vietnam with my daughter in April 2000. I met a friend there and we've been emailing regularly since. He recently sent this little story to me. I thought you all might enjoy it too....
"A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
- Daddy, may I ask you a question?
- Yes sure, what is it? Replied the man.
- Daddy, how much do you make an hour?
- That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing? The man said angrily.
- I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour? Pleaded the little boy.
- If you must know, I make $20 an hour.
- Oh - the little boy replied, with his head down. Looking up, he said:
- Daddy, may I please borrow $10?
The father was furious:
- If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior.
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
- Are you asleep, son? He asks.
- No daddy, I'm. awake - replied the boy.
- I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier- said the man- It's been a long day and I took out my aggrevation on you. Here's the $10 you asked for.
The little boy sat straight up, smiling:
- Oh, thank you daddy - He yelled.
Then reaching under his pillow the pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.
- Why do you want more money if you already have some? The father grumbled
- Because I didn't have enough, but now I do - the boy replied.
- Daddy, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.- "
Doug,
There is a meaning just like this: share $20 worth of time with someone we love. It's just a short reminder to all of we working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.
I will be back with you soon
Thanh Dung