I was one of Johns saved babies in Vietnam, but neither of us knew until now
A Chance Meeting Reunites a Father and Son After Decades. John had been a quiet, familiar customer in my office for years. One day, I casually mentioned an upcoming trip to Vietnam with my girlfriend. His expression changed instantly.
“I was there,” he said softly. “During the fall of Saigon. I helped load orphans onto planes.”
My heart stopped—I was one of those orphans, adopted from Vietnam as a baby.
John’s eyes filled with tears. “Then I might have held you.”
We talked for hours. He described the chaos, the fear, the children. Then he revealed something he’d hidden…
