Dad’s Memories from the Vietnam War 1968

Garry Dean Singleton E4 United States Air Force Vietnam Veteran

I find myself desperate for more pictures, videos, or memories of my dad. I can’t create any new memories and so I search for the old. I have a hard drive of photos and videos that got fried and I’ve been searching for someone to fix it because Dad might be in there. In fact, I know he is. I made a mug with pictures of him on it so he could go places with me (the quality was disappointing but the pictures are still Dad). The wallpaper on my phone is a picture of him and I together. His smile reminds me that he lived, he loved, and he was loved.

I still can’t quite get my head around his death. Grief is a part of my everyday. I don’t look for reasons to be sad about it, I just know it is. He’s gone and my brain doesn’t recognize that story.

memories with dad

Henri Nouwen said, “We celebrate their life and death. We think about them every day. We have their pictures on the wall… They continue to send their spirit and their love to me. They continue to tell me what life is about. The more I hold on to their memories, the more active they are in my heart and in my life. I need them to help me live my life just as they needed me when they were with me. They continue to teach me something about who I am and where I am going and to Whom I belong.” (From Spiritual Formation: Following the Movements of the Spirit)

This quote comforted me so much, reminding me of the “cloud of witnesses” that surrounds us all. I know dad is in that cloud and I wonder who else is there as well? How much do they get to see?

Until I can figure out how to get my fried hard drive working and recover more of my dad memories, I decided to share some memories he shared with us about his time in Vietnam. He had a photo album from his time in Vietnam and my husband made the valid and wise point that one day there would just be this album and if we didn’t know what the pictures were about, we would be missing a piece of history. Together, we went through the pictures, letting him make the captions for them. 

Maybe you know or knew someone who was in Vietnam. Maybe they would enjoy this peek into history. My dad was in the United States Air Force and served in Vietnam doing radio communication. The pictures are from Vi Thanh, South Vietnam IV Corps MACV (Military Assistance Command Vietnam) from 1968. These are some pictures he took and his own commentary on them.

I can still see him sitting on the couch by the window typing out his captions for the photos, a glass of red wine on the windowsill, chuckling to himself. When I read these words, I can hear his voice trying to add details verbally that I insisted he type instead. His sense of humor and sarcasm are evident in so many of the captions.

He lived. He loved. His life has value. So does yours.

Vi Thanh, South Viet Nam IV Corps MACV (Military Assistance Command Viet Nam)1968
United States Air Force
Garry Dean Singleton E4