“Never knew my father”
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According to what my mother told me, when I was born [in 1968], my father was still in the front line. I never knew my father. I learned [that he died in battle and did not return]. I was born in a town called Houama, which sat directly across the Phou Pha Thi mountain. The Americans called it Lima Site 85 [ where they placed a radar there]. At that time when my father and others in our village were drafted, their roles were to protect the radar unit. The radar provided accurate bombing missions for U.S. planes that flew into Hanoi. I learned this afterwards. 

To this day we do not know the exact location where my father died. The battle was too fierce so from what I understand, wherever the soldiers were killed, they were just left there.