Yesterday was my parent's 32nd wedding anniversary. We all (Mom, Dad, Emily, Diana, and I) went out to eat. It was fun listening to them tell us their story again. For those of you who haven't heard it, I'll give you some of the highlights. Mom was born and bred in Vietnam. Dad in New York. In 1975, Dad joined the army reserves and Saigon fell to the North Vietnamese - causing Mom and her family to flee. Lot's of things happened in between Vietnam and a refugee camp in Washington DC, but those details are for the epic version. As a reservist, dad was doing his two weeks of service when he was transferred to the refugee camp to supervise the education. Using a "computer" (it was "programmed" with index cards) he found a list of Vietnamese people who were qualified to help with camp education. Mom came out on top of the list. That's how they met.
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