I also got a taste of Postwar Vietnam. It seems like a cake not finished baking. The people are trying to come completely awake from an extraordinary crisis, but it will take time. The cities are rampant with motorbikes. Businessmen are about wanting to make big bucks before more businessmen arrive from America. There is the intelligence, the wisdom of the Vietnamese who know the cities like the back of their hand. It is their choice whether to become a true friend or take advantage of the innocent businessman. There are always men who must engage a woman to spare them the lonely times in a hotel. However, they are at the mercy of the Vietnam women.
Then, there are the children and their mothers. Children who were fathered by American men. A set of twins are dark with blue eyes. Violet Kupersmith shows the mothers striving to adjust with children who will be looked upon as misfits. Some of the characters and places will remain in my mind. I will always remember the sick little boy with the shoes made of newspaper. I think the stories are wonderful. I am glad to have gotten the chance to see a new but struggling Vietnam through the eyes of Violet Kupersmith. People visiting are shown the temples, but the true stories are behind the temples in the backstreets. http://www.violetkupersmith.com/