In
1965, I was staying at home. My husband was
working in
Danang. When I
stayed at home, I did not see any NLF people. I only saw a truck coming into the village and
arrested me and my child. I was carrying my son then. The interpreters
told me to get out there so that they could lob smoke grenades and
shells into the village. Then they came in to burn down the houses. They
then herded us down to the railroad and took us away until they released
us. This was the situation in
1965. I just tell
you what I saw.