A family’s stories turn into a novel of love and Vietnam War perspectives

“A mesmerizing debut novel, Once Upon a Mulberry Field tells a heartrending tale of American and South Vietnamese love at a time when both countries were torn apart by war.” I recently discovered C.L. Hoang online in a Facebook group and ordered his new book. Hoang was born in South Vietnam and lived there with his family during the Vietnam War. He came to the US in the 1970s because of the war, and became an engineer, and now an author. In an interview with him posted on MilitaryPress.com, he says:

I started the book as a nostalgia project for my father so that we could capture memories of our family’s earlier life in Saigon, Vietnam, during the war. As I researched that time period to ensure accuracy, I discovered another perspective of the war—as experienced by American service people who fought over there and by their families in the States. I ended up merging these two contrasting points of view, in hopes of providing a more complete picture of that turbulent chapter in the history of both countries. But rather than being a “war book,” Once Upon a Mulberry Field is first and foremost a love story—an ode to the old and the new homelands, and a celebration of the human spirit and the redemptive power of love.

Who can resist a book like that? Not me. I have written before about turning memoir into fiction in order to tell a bigger story. Sometimes the constraints of sticking to a true life story hobble an important message or a bigger picture the author wants to get across. I like how Mr. Hoang wanted to put forth different perspectives of a highly controversial war. For those who don’t know or remember, Vietnam vets were subject to ugly name-calling or worse when they returned home, thanks to discovery of atrocities committed—a complex subject. And who has read personal stories—or any stories—from the Vietnamese side? Read the rest of the interview with C.L. Hoang here in the March 10, 2014, Military Press article: Once Upon a Mulberry Field. Read about the poetic meaning of the book’s title in Huang’s blog post “Mulberry Fields and the Blue Sea.”

I asked C.L. Hoang to tell me a little more about the writing of his book.

“Unfortunately my dad passed away before the book was finished. It was dedicated to him and my mom, who had died before him. My book was to bear witness to their generation who had known war all their lives, from the fight for independence from the French to the struggle against communism. But the book also pays homage to American veterans who served in Vietnam and came home to a hostile political atmosphere.”

Find C.L. Huong and his blog at mulberryfieldsforever.com.

Once Upon a Mulberry Field

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Military historian John McManus tells D-Day and WWII stories

John McManus commanded a jam-packed room at the local library the other night, talking about the D-Day battle of Omaha Beach and specifically about the infamous 1st Infantry Division known as The Big Red One. McManus is a university professor and a well-respected military historian who has written eleven books (so far) that combine war history with commentary and soldiers’ accounts. The Dead and Those About to Die, about D-Day, is his latest.

John McManus

The guy does a lot of research and knows his stuff, no need to look at notes. What could have been a dull, technical talk of numbers and strategy was a fast-paced, insightful and colorful blow-by-blow peppered with first-hand account stories and quotes from veterans. He said the movie Saving Private Ryan was a pretty good depiction of D-Day horrors except the bodies were probably more scattered than stacked, and the logs on the beach are pointed the wrong way. The few amphibious tanks that didn’t drown in the rough waves had a difficult time trying to move around all the dead bodies.

McManus has read a lot of first-hand stories of veterans as part of his research. He likes to get the soldiers’ thoughts and perspectives. One day a Frenchman contacted him saying he tended a certain soldier’s grave in the Normandy American Cemetery. Many local citizens have adopted graves in the American military cemeteries overseas. McManus was able to tell the Frenchman a little about the soldier whose grave he cared for and how he had died. Another time he received a letter from the mother of a soldier who died in action, telling what she knew about her son during the war. She ended by saying that was her only son and that she hoped his story would be important and remembered. Such things inspire McManus to include so many personal comments and stories in his books. He even includes comments by enemy soldiers in The Dead and Those About to Die.

Some notes from John McManus:

-On D-Day, the German general Erwin Rommel was away celebrating his wife’s birthday
-US troops were loaded down with 60-80lbs of gear so some men drowned
-Transport of wounded out was not considered; the focus was on unloading troops
-The Germans were greatly outnumbered, but held the high ground in strong bunkers
-The French Resistance gave the Allies intelligence on the Germans
-One of the German concrete bunkers was turned into a house the owner rents out

John McManus chatting with an Iraq combat veteran and his son

John McManus chatting with an Iraq combat veteran and his son

Standing next to me in line waiting for autographs was a man who helps organize honor flights to Washington, D.C. for WWII veterans. He enjoys hearing the stories that spill from them as they wait to board the planes. He explained about the honors and festivities they receive in D.C. and in the airports and how pleased and touched the veterans are that their service and sacrifices have been acknowledged so.

During the Q & A part of the author program, an audience member asked any WWII veterans there to please stand. Six men rose to applause.

Normandy American Cemetery

Normandy American Cemetery

 

 

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Memorial Day and old war stories

I had an appointment to see my Korean War veteran friend at the veterans’ home yesterday, to work on editing. Since this was Memorial Day weekend, I brought him flowers—and he was astonished about that, probably because he has no family to ever bring him any. We chatted most of the afternoon about his war stories. He is quite excited to finally see his collection of journal notes turning into pages for a book. And what a job! The notes were scribbled down out in the battlefield and carried to the States by returning soldiers who then mailed them to his Stateside address. After retiring from his civilian work life, he spent a few years transcribing the scribbles, then a kind woman visiting her husband at the veteran’s home typed up the rewritten notes. By some odd happenstance, I came into the picture to help create the book. Strange how life works out, but I have a great new friend now, and what awesome and awful stories he has.

Sometimes I am afraid to ask my veteran friend too many questions about his war experiences, but he is always happy to answer them. He was a medic, so he quickly learned to detach from horror in order to do his job well, but I suppose he enjoys having a friend who is such an interested listener, one whose face I know must regularly look incredulous. He has such an upbeat attitude and the war is far behind him, but PTSD lurks in the shadows. He can be watching a tennis match on TV and suddenly the screen becomes the battlefield. He relives seven particular scenes – his seven demons, he calls them—but he has learned to manage them. There are other veterans at the home whose screams at night speak of fiercer demons.

It’s Memorial Day weekend—where’s the party? Fire up the grill and get on the burgers, but be sure to lift up a beer to honor our war veterans. Those who have survived wars have sacrificed a part of their souls to a hell made by man, and the rest of us can sleep well at night.

For another story about the importance of Memorial Day, read Mustang Koji’s touching post about Old Man Jack, a ground crew chief during WWII:  Two Old Keys to Memorial Day.

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