
Photo: Reuters
A North Vietnamese tank crashes through the gates of the Presidential Palace in Saigon on April 30, 1975. The taking of the palace marked the fall of the U.S.-backed south and the end to a decade of fighting.
To many of my friends in the CNMI and the rest in the U.S., April 30 isn’t a day of significance. It’s not a holiday. It’s not the birth or death of anyone famous either. But, to me and my family, and millions of Vietnamese around the world, April 30 will forever hold a special place in our hearts and minds.

Photo: CORBIS/Bettmann
An American punches a man in the face as he tries to close the doorway of an airplane overloaded with refugees seeking to flee Nha Trang, which was being taken over by Communist troops in April 1975.
You see, on April 30, 1975 —32 years ago today— the South Vietnamese government surrendered to the North Vietnamese Communist forces ending a decade long civil war known as the Vietnam War. Besides the political consequences (of which I’m not going to go into) there were the emotional, social, and cultural effects that the now infamous, “Fall of Saigon” left.
Had it not been for that fateful day of April 30, 1975, I truly believe that my family and I along with millions of other Vietnamese (who left our homeland as refugees in possibly the largest mass exodus of people by boat ever called “boat people”) might have never left Vietnam.
“In the spring of 1975, 130,000 refugees escaped Vietnam. Tiny boats full of South Vietnamese soldiers and their families set off down the Mekong River in the hopes of surviving the 600 mile journey to the Malaysian coast. They were the first wave of Vietnamese boat people. But they were not the last.”
All totaled, roughly 1.5 million “boat people” left Vietnam after the Fall of Saigon between the mid 1970’s through the 1990’s.
Source: “Why they fled: The fall of Saigon”. The CBC Digital Archives Website. Canadian Broadcasting Corporation. Last updated: 19 July 2004. <http://archives.cbc.ca/IDC-1-69-524-2705/life_society/boat_people/clip1>.
[Accessed 30 April 2007.]
There is a great selection of audio and television clips from the Archives of the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation (CBC Archives) on “boat people.” You can find it here: “Boat People: A Refugee Crisis”. The CBC Digital Archives Website. Canadian Broadcasting Corporation. Last updated: 19 July 2004.
For those of you who are educators and would like more information on how to share the “boat people” story with your class, you can find lesson plans also from the CBC Archives.
I am in awe of how my life has turned out because of April 30th. If the “Fall of Saigon” on April 30, 1975 had never occurred, I would most likely be composing this blog entry in Vietnamese (and I’d be fluent in my native tongue, unlike my current state of fumbling and stumbling with speaking let alone trying to write anything in Vietnamese). I’d probably be living in Vietnam with a Vietnamese girlfriend or wife (not both). Instead, as fortune would have it, I grew up in Texas, was educated and indoctrinated with the American lifestyle and way of life and learned how to use big words like “indoctrinated” (all of which I am eternally grateful). My education eventually led me here to Saipan (CNMI), where I met my Japanese wife.
What if life had been one of those “sliding doors” where if I chose left it would turn out one way and if I chose right it would turn out another way? So, if April 30, 1975 never happened, I might still be in Vietnam with my family and friends and with a mindset that’s — Vietnamese. Instead, because April 30, 1975 did happen, I grew up in Texas, attended a southern Baptist college (got a useless degree) and then later on a college primarily for women (got a more useful degree), which all led to me coming here and sitting up at 12:40 am typing this blog today.
What if April 30, 1975 never happened? I sometimes wonder…

May 1st, 2007 at 6:31 pm
Hey Steve, I’d love to interview you about your experience. It would be nice to have a firsthand story, what do you think?
May 2nd, 2007 at 12:58 am
Boni: That sounds great!
May 3rd, 2007 at 6:28 pm
Steve: What a great story. April 30 will always be a special day for me, and I am blessed to have you as a friend. ; )
May 3rd, 2007 at 8:06 pm
Thank you Gus. That’s very kind of you to say.
May 6th, 2007 at 12:57 am
Steve,
The ’70s were a time of heavy sadness and tumult in my life. My father was murdered before my eyes in 1972; my family was immediately evacuated to Saipan, where we bounced around this island relying on the mercy of relatives to take us in because we had no home and staying only long enough until the welcome mat was worn out before we were forced to impose on another relative’s hospitality elsewhere. This continued until 1986, when my mom finally got a homestead.
I moved with my family over 12 times all over this island before I ended up accepting an invitation from my former Peace Corps teachers from Pagan to go off to the States to finish my senior year of high school and later on to college. I moved back home almost 20 years later with a law degree.
Like you, I often wondered how differently my life would have turned out had my father not been killed. I’ve played and replayed that “sliding doors” game for years. We will never know for sure. But for all the many hardships that my family and I endured, such difficulties also strengthened our characters and made us take notice of and appreciate the many blessings in life that also came our way.
My heart cried for the pain and hardships that you, your family, and the unfortunate Viet Namese people suffered. Life can be cruel. But YOU, and many others like you, serve as a fine testimony to the triumph of the human spirit. I count you as another blessing that came my way and I am, indeed, fortunate to call you my friend.
In solidarity,
cinta
May 6th, 2007 at 8:30 am
Cinta: Thank you my friend for sharing and opening up your life to me and Miwa. I am humbled by your words.
May 18th, 2007 at 2:20 pm
Wow, Steve, that is amazing! What an incredible difference April 30, 1975 has made for you!
May 18th, 2007 at 8:08 pm
Yeah, it’s so scary looking back at the challenges my family and I had to overcome. I mean it wasn’t like I told myself, “You can do it.” I guess we just did it and we kept at it and never gave up. But I can’t take credit for any of it. It was thanks to the grace of God that we even made it to that tiny island in the first place.