On June 1, I did my presentation called “Bitter Memories: The Fall of Saigon” at the public library in North East, Maryland. I told the story of my escape under fire as the city fell to the North Vietnamese.
I have now done that presentation over seventy times. And yet, at three points in the story, I still choke up as I talk about people who were lost during that debacle. Each time I do the presentation, I experience again the close attention listeners give me. Every eye is on me. People sit motionless, wrapt in my story of near death and escape. I learn once again how silence from me raises the tension in the room.
I hope that before too much longer, while I am still spry enough to do presentations, that my adventures after the 1975 fall of Saigon will be declassified so that I can tell the world my stories. Meanwhile, I’ll go on narrating the tragic events that occurred in April 1975 when South Vietnam fell to northern communists.
Tom Glenn, Writer 