Returning to old battlegrounds with a new generation of military strategists after nearly 40 years, the author recalls lost comrades—and sees some signs that America won, after all.
Many memories and emotions hit me as I arrived at the Tan Son Nhat Airport in the city named Ho Chi Minh in May 2008. I had flown out of the same airport 38 years ago, when the city was called Saigon. This time, I was visiting Vietnam with 25 students and five other faculty of the Marine Corps University's School of Advanced Warfighting, part of its graduate program to produce military and operational planners. The week-long trip was part of the Far East segment of the program.