History Repeats Itself

A former co-worker recently posted a photo of a U.S. military jet packed with Afghanistan refugees fleeing their country. The scene reminded her of her families own 1975 escape from Vietnam. However, she says she was very young at the time and did not remember much. She did know what a great sacrifice her parents made to protect the family.

Today, that young refugee is a skilled therapist, manager, law enforcement trainer, mother, wife, and productive community member. Thinking of her post, I thought of this new wave of refugees from yet another war torn country and their journey to our country.

Like my friend and her family, Afghan refugees will face difficult times assimilating into our society. They supported our troops now we need to give them support and a chance to succeed.

“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden do

Most, but not all, of us have a linage of a family from other parts of the world. We are a melting pot and, in my view, better off because of our diversity.

That’s 30…

5 thoughts on “History Repeats Itself

  1. The crisis in Afghanistan brings back memories of Vietnam where I spent a year in 1969 becoming familiar with the natives in Saigon and with the Boy Scout troop I helped at Tan Son Nhut Airbase. By the time the exit came in 1975, I had long left the military behind and wasn’t particularly excited about what was going on there as I had my own civilian life, a young family, and a growing career. I did wonder about the Vietnamese who worked in our compound, making our beds, cleaning our rooms, washing our uniforms. Fast forward 50 years and what a pleasant surprise to “visit” what was formerly Saigon using Google Earth. Gone is the war, the garbage, the filth that was everyday life. Vietnam, even under the rule of North Vietnam, has become an exciting city filled with modern conveniences. Now I wonder what Kabul and the rest of Afghanistan might be in the future.


    1. Thank you for your service in my home country. I would not be where I am now if it were not for the brave people like you who fought in a land that they did not know.


  2. Well said Pat. I I know that we baby boomers can speak to this especially because we went through the Vietnam era. I never want to see a child run down the street with napalm on their body and here we are -children being killed because they won’t join the rebel forces. The more things change the more they remain the same.

    But it does give them food for thought what is important in life: family, religion, safety, democracy. I love you big brother, KK


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