I found this by accident on a food blog, wherein it's embedded, and just finished watching it.
I can't really explain how I feel about it, except that I was uncomfortable watching it and it made me very sad. It will be interesting to hear how it affects other Americans in my age group, as well as everyone else, of course.
What was creepy was that I had to keep reminding myself that everything depicted was 40 years ago and that there would be no epilogue to the film.
It's 58 minutes long and starts streaming immediately. The quality is good, so watch it in full screen.
Whew -- 35 years ago today. The fall of Saigon is one of those "where were you when?" moments for my generation, just as Pearl Harbor was for my parents'.
I can revisit that moment of driving down St. Charles Ave. with my four-year-old son in the car and hearing the news on the radio. Not only am I there back in that moment, but I can feel everything that was washing over me all over again. I can't even imagine the intensity for those fighting or living there, or with loved ones there.
Two short, thought-provoking items from todays NYTimes Op-Ed page: