When we were doing our preliminary planning for our big trip, I was most looking forward to exploring Vietnam. I was excited to try more Vietnamese food; I love fresh herbs, sweet and spicy flavors together, and textural combos in food. I was also quite excited to try and learn more about Vietnamese coffee. What I was most excited about though, was to share our experience with my dad.
My dad served in the army during the Vietnam War. He was stationed in-country for 22 months. While he had a lot of complex emotions about his service and return home after, as a twenty year old kid, he served when his country called.
My dad talked some about his service, mostly funny stories about drinking or craps games with other soldiers. Understandably, he rarely talked specifics about the horrors of war. He spoke of his agent orange exposure and being sprayed near a rubber plantation. He told me of his brushes with death as he was supposed to be in one location and at the last minute, was moved and it ended up saving his life. He would often tear up talking of his fellow soldiers and friends who served along side him.
I think he carried a lot of shame and anger about his experience. As a student of history, he knew Vietnam’s and struggled to see the rationale of the U.S. involving themselves to such a devastating extent. It was a slap in the face to return home and not feel supported, and, in fact, to feel spit upon and unsupported. I remember when John Kerry was running for president, who my dad very much supported; he said, “This country will never elect a Vietnam Veteran for president”. The tone of his voice, sad and bitter, broke my heart.
One of the silver linings to come out of subsequent wars and U.S. military entanglements was the huge push to “support the troops.” It felt like a complete 180. My dad had a hat that indicated he was a Vietnam veteran. People would see it and thank him for his service. Later in life, he was honored at various programs put on by schools and veterans groups, which I think helped take the sting out of his experience as a younger veteran.
My dad passed away unexpectedly in January of this year. We had talked with him about our travels and he was so happy for us. I have thought about him a lot since we’ve been here. This country feels special and part of it is the connection to my dad.
This country is also special for many other reasons. Phil and I have really enjoyed our time here. I can’t share my experience with my dad, but I can share it with you all. So, come back for more on our exploration of Vietnam!
Jess Barrington Travels 