 My dad had to try to think, well, what do we do at this point? Well, the first step was to get out of the danger area, which successfully, fortunately, we were able to make it out. My dad had thought about, well, how about we fly further down south to find an island or someplace quiet. And so an hour south of Saigon, he met up with a few of his other squadron mates, and he had decided to