* * * * * Flag of Vietnam. As I prowled the streets of Saigon on my off time, visiting the various shops, bars and restaurants, not once did I cross paths with another American. Giving me the firm impression I was the only Yank in town, which, because of the U.S. embargo, was apparently true. Usually the locals mistook me for a German, a Russian or a Canadian – a fiction I readily went along with. Even though the war had been over for twenty years, I didn’t want to be responsible for dredging up any bitter memories among the Vietnamese. They also had several war museums in Saigon, along with the occasional Russian T-54 tank and SAM (surface-to-air-missile) on public display alongside the streets. Russian T-54 Tank Russian SAM U.S. B-52 ...