There is much to catch up on. And they all seem desperate to make up for lost time. Occasionally, the conversations become strained. They bicker over things that happened more than a quarter-century ago as though it were yesterday. My mother and aunts become defensive.
Opinions hold firm.
Time had moved on for my family in the United States as they adjusted to a new life in a new country. But in Vietnam, resentments remained. My uncle doesn't like to talk about the decades of suffering during, and especially after, the war. But I press him. He tells me many people lived like animals.