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I escaped Saigon in 1975. Here’s my message to refugees and Afghanistan veterans

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For Times reader Son Vo, the images and sounds of desperate Afghans at Kabul’s airport brought flashbacks of how his own life as an American began at the end of the Vietnam war.

Click here to read Vo’s letter to the editor.

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