Aircraft carriers, refugee camp, and a lost shoe.
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Today is the 40th anniversary of the fall of Saigon. This morning, my dad texted my mom and me.
And so began my parents' retelling of what happened that week in 1975 to their eldest daughter, who grew up loving pizza Hot Pockets more than anything in the entire world.