<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:25:14.297-08:00</updated><category term='Couvent des oiseaux Dalat'/><category term='Chuyen Xua'/><category term='My California Dreamin'/><category term='Laurel et Hardy se retrouvent.'/><category term='Regina Mundi Class Photo'/><category term='November reunion'/><category term='Nhac Hay'/><category term='Places'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Mon Ngon'/><category term='Ngay Tet'/><title type='text'>The Year Was 1970</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3489002246762430317</id><published>2007-12-06T19:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:09:29.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141071767436777714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R1jBiK7b2PI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KFItcTosO0g/s400/moving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have arrived at the right place, a blog where friends have gathered in the last twelve months to rekindle and celebrate friendship. Now that the original purpose of the blog has been achieved with the most joyous reunion in Southern California last month, this blog is moving into a new territory, with a new collective administrator, Miss Couventine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Point your browser to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://couventine-theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://couventine-theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and bookmark the new site. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We promise the same fun provided by an expanded authorship. Please send me an email if you have material that you would like to see posted, or if you would like to be one of the blog authors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Couventine is an unpaid IT helper who has agreed to another year of service contract, while waiting for a member of the Class of 1970 to step up into the role of our blog administrator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hà&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3489002246762430317?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3489002246762430317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3489002246762430317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3489002246762430317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3489002246762430317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-have-moved.html' title='We Have Moved'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R1jBiK7b2PI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KFItcTosO0g/s72-c/moving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-7383105962755136667</id><published>2007-12-02T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:21:32.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Class Reunion in 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R1Ofb67b2OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wPfBXKVV6qU/s1600-R/VillageMontTremblant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139626901783697634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R1Ofb67b2OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RWawIOV1oKs/s400/VillageMontTremblant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we left our heart in Orange County last month where a most memorable gathering occurred, some of us begin to plan for next year's reunion. The Canadian group has stepped up and proposed a program based in Mont Tremblant, a ninety minute drive from Montreal. Exciting ideas are being circulated, coming from Hoài Thu and Bích Thạch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog has had a prolific year, thanks to the contribution of the blog authors. It is time that we shift gear to let the Mont Tremblant organizers take charge. The Laurentian Mountains resort promises pristine air, rustic setting, many outdoor activities, and a picturesque pedestrian village. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-7383105962755136667?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/7383105962755136667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=7383105962755136667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7383105962755136667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7383105962755136667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/12/coming-second-class-reunion.html' title='Our Class Reunion in 2008'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R1Ofb67b2OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RWawIOV1oKs/s72-c/VillageMontTremblant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-9096555700385433681</id><published>2007-12-02T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:09:27.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>QUAND LES LADIES SE DEFOULENT !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/R1MrdwrfrJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RiRPTpcKsok/s1600-R/Image3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139499390043401362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/R1MrdwrfrJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/T-BIRbKMupg/s400/Image3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Eh oui ! Pendant la semaine de "défoulement" tout est permis !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-9096555700385433681?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/9096555700385433681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=9096555700385433681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/9096555700385433681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/9096555700385433681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/12/quand-les-ladies-se-defoulent_02.html' title='QUAND LES LADIES SE DEFOULENT !'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/R1MrdwrfrJI/AAAAAAAAAO0/T-BIRbKMupg/s72-c/Image3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1714950927309476640</id><published>2007-11-24T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T15:47:24.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>Dust of Life Beverly Hills Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After the two exciting Vegas episodes related by Ha, we're going back to my chronicling of the last days' events to wrap up our escapade in California. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136909695379410658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0n4JsRZjuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/FFI5pgjmhW0/s400/IMG_9121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On our fifth day together, November 6, we packed up to leave Sin City after a much shortened night's sleep. Breakfast at MGM was compliment of the house (right, Boi Tran?) since Boi Tran reminded us to use her comp card. We felt like nha que moi len tinh, being the newly baptized gamblers that we were, and thought that we could use a longer stay in Vegas. To put off our departure, we took a detour to Red Rock Canyon so we could see a bit of Nature. The main attraction in that conservation area is the layers of red and gray rock formation that are best described in Wikipedia. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136910026091892466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0n4c8RZjvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/1j9mk030RWs/s400/IMG_9127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We left the Vegas area around 3 pm, and didn't get back to Orange County until after nightfall. By then, we were hungry, tired, and practically running on fumes. We took leave of S. Eliane after we dropped her off at Mme Tue Thu's home in Orange, met with Hoang Anh over a bowl of rice in Little Saigon, then said good-bye to Maria Dieu Khanh and Agnes Nhung. The brush fires around Southern California had mostly been put out by then, but I could have sworn there was still quite a bit of smoke in the air, otherwise why would some of us have tears in our eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still there were two more days to go for some of us. Hoang Anh took off with Evelyne and Gisele in tow to spend the night at her house, and the rest of us drove up to Suzanne's house in Monterey Park. We got there around 10 pm, and met up with Catherine Ngoc who had already arrived. Counting Suzanne, our most gracious hostess, we were 8 in her house that night (Suzanne, Hoai Thu, Kim Lieu, Quyen, me, Bich Thach, Catherine Ngoc, Ha). Boi Tran and Thanh Luong were staying at Boi Tran's. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136910468473523970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0n42sRZjwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sIfHU6ax9IY/s400/IMG_9191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next day, we took off to do some sightseeing around LA. Annette and Catherine escorted one group to go shopping. A smaller group went to the Getty Museum. Later we met up with Hoang Anh and company at Rodeo Drive for some more window shopping and a unique look at a real Beverly Hills mansion. It was great fun to have Ha be our tour guide. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136910885085351698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0n5O8RZjxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/xraaX8f4xIg/s400/IMG_9164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some of us also had the opportunity to catch Ngoc Thu at home. I wasn't part of that group, so would defer to those who were present to tell the whole story. Apparently she treated them to a tai chi demonstration that was quite artful. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136911387596525346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0n5sMRZjyI/AAAAAAAAAPU/uRt6GiAI5gk/s400/IMG_9146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When evening came, we found ourselves at a Korean BBQ restaurant at Annette's behest. It had gotten cold, and we were huddled around two mountains of thinly sliced beef and two round Korean style BBQ pits installed inside the dining tables. We ate and drank heartily. The group with Bich Thach, Evelyne, Gisele, Hoang Anh and Kim Lieu won the eating contest that night - they finished the mountain of meat. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136911735488876338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0n6AcRZjzI/AAAAAAAAAPc/mhNIDVe6dK8/s400/IMG_9177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We left quite content, our bellies a little rounder than when we arrived, and our clothes still redolent of Korean BBQ No. 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening had just gotten started. After we left the restaurant, we raced to Pantages, a playhouse in Los Angeles on Hollywood Blvd, and sat through a performance of Wicked, a musical that is a prequel to The Wizard of Oz. Sadly to say, we did not do it justice, some of us couldn't keep our eyes open to fully enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Lieu and Hoai Thu fell into bed as soon as we got back to Suzanne's, and we didn't hear a peep from them. They left at 6 am the next morning for Orange County to catch their plane at John Wayne Airport. We didn't say a proper goodbye, so I owe you a good bye, Hoai Thu and Kim Lieu. I didn't know you very well before this week, and am glad of the opportunity to get to know you. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136912053316456258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0n6S8RZj0I/AAAAAAAAAPk/D8jsBXELmPg/s400/IMG_9186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Most of us out-of-towners left that day, including the European contingent, but not before climbing up Suzanne's persimmon tree and picking some of the mouthwatering fruit. Catherine Ngoc took care of Ha and Bich Thach, and I left with Evelyne, Gisele, and Quyen. Our last ride on the van was one last time animated by the lively conversation between Gisele and Ba Nam Sa Dec, I mean Evelyne. I was glad because, on the way to the airport, I could not find the Avis parking lot to return the rental, and was panicking. We did find it at the last minute, and the rush to the airport ended with all of us arriving safely and on time. Phew! It was a close call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had had a full week. Some of us got the flu bug, others were stung by the love bug in the wedding chapel, or at least pretended to. Over all we did well and did not have any major mishap. All the preparations were well worth it, and I'd do it again at a moment's notice. For all of you who could not be a part of this experience, we send you our love and hope you will join us for more fun adventures. This is but a chapter in our lifelong feuilleton, so till next time. A suivre. Thai Vi &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136928597530480482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0oJV8RZj2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/jUIcxhaSXoU/s400/sayonara1957dvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1714950927309476640?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1714950927309476640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1714950927309476640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1714950927309476640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1714950927309476640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/dust-of-life-beverly-hills-style.html' title='Dust of Life Beverly Hills Style'/><author><name>thaivi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0n4JsRZjuI/AAAAAAAAAO0/FFI5pgjmhW0/s72-c/IMG_9121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1276937788872851013</id><published>2007-11-21T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T20:57:27.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>The Gamblers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0UAhcRZjtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/EXRbnufy0PE/s1600-h/slot+machines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135511524610772690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0UAhcRZjtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/EXRbnufy0PE/s400/slot+machines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the second day of our visit to Las Vegas, the seven high rollers (Boi Tran, Thanh Luong, Thai Vi, Bich Thach, Quyen, Nhung and Ha) strolled into the VIP lounge of MGM after a fine dining experience at Bellagio. Our Most Serene (BT) walked in front of the group as if this were her old playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- “Walk and talk as if you belong here. Look confident as if you are about to call your banker to release the fund to MGM so that you will have a fun night tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the refreshment counter, she flashed her VIP card. Some of us ordered our favorite cocktail (I ordered OJ!), some went for sweets and pastries. Once refreshed, the group of high rollers assembled around the slot machines. Four of us put in 20 dollars each. Boi Tran took the lead to pull the handles, then all of us took turn to pull the trigger until we have only a few bucks left. Thanh Luong, the most "con nha lanh" in our group, was asked to pull the last few ones before we called it quit. Three bonuses suddenly appeared. The amount won totalled 122 dollars, with all the excitement created by bells ringing and lights flashing. As any seasoned gamblers would do, we immediately divided up the catch: each of us got our 20 dollars back, the rest became a gift for Sr. Eliane.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at our watch, it was now 3 AM, the time that high rollers like us would usually go to bed. I joined the gamblers in their room, quickly falling asleep with slot machines and money signs swirling in my dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1276937788872851013?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1276937788872851013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1276937788872851013' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1276937788872851013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1276937788872851013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/gamblers.html' title='The Gamblers'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0UAhcRZjtI/AAAAAAAAAOs/EXRbnufy0PE/s72-c/slot+machines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8283117230950538650</id><published>2007-11-14T16:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T08:17:45.774-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>The Vegas Chapel Story</title><content type='html'>OK, OK, the official story-teller of our group was not there to report this to you; I will try to fill her big shoes. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The remnants of the now extinct band of musclées went on an exploration trip of the casinos on Monday afternoon while Thái Vi dutifully kept company of Sr. Eliane at our homebase in Luxor. Bích Thạch, Maria Diệu Khánh, Hoài Thu, Kim Liễu, Evelyne, Gisèle, Quyên, Nhung and I roamed the elegant halls looking at the gambling tables and the many shops, then on to the next casino when we saw a sign pointing to "The Chapel". We all wanted to know what a Vegas chapel looks like, not that we have not seen the interior of any chapel in our life. We wanted to know how a Vegas chapel and maybe the marriage process itself is &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt; than what we knew. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As any group of musclées would do, we took the elevator to the chapel without hesitation. Thạch and I walked straight into the office, inquiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "How does one get married here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, the lady &lt;em&gt;looked&lt;/em&gt; at the two of us (remember how Bích Thạch dressed, and her hair cut?) and gave us a broad smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "It can be done in the next few hours, and it costs about 1,000 dollars. We take care of all the paperwork; a minister will officiate the wedding; and a reception is provided at an additional cost".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were shown the first chapel, then the second chapel, just like high-end customers were shown the expensive goods which they were going to spend their money on. The lady never questioned the improbability that these &lt;em&gt;women&lt;/em&gt; were going to get married to each other in her Vegas chapel tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took turn taking pictures in couples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were done seeing the inside of the chapels, Bích Thạch and I went out to thank the lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Thank you for showing us. We will think about what we are going to do." (Did she really think that Bích Thạch and I will exercice the option of same-sex marriage here?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we pinched ourselves to prevent the laughs from becoming audible, we rushed to the nearest washroom since we could not hold any further....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132856081575800306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RzuRaUGHbfI/AAAAAAAAARU/7dJNCES5RD0/s400/IMG_9115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8283117230950538650?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8283117230950538650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8283117230950538650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8283117230950538650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8283117230950538650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/vegas-chapel-story.html' title='The Vegas Chapel Story'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RzuRaUGHbfI/AAAAAAAAARU/7dJNCES5RD0/s72-c/IMG_9115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1345906363402116327</id><published>2007-11-14T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:43:16.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>QUELQUE PART DANS LE NEVADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rztkdu8mSTI/AAAAAAAAALU/bGehhqYU2XI/s1600-h/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132806662299994418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rztkdu8mSTI/AAAAAAAAALU/bGehhqYU2XI/s400/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arrêt technique pour la voiture et ses passagers !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1345906363402116327?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1345906363402116327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1345906363402116327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1345906363402116327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1345906363402116327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_14.html' title='QUELQUE PART DANS LE NEVADA'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rztkdu8mSTI/AAAAAAAAALU/bGehhqYU2XI/s72-c/IMG_1349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-6535469589947438653</id><published>2007-11-14T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:42:48.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>GISELE, LA PRUDENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RztkA-8mSSI/AAAAAAAAALM/Fok6wYe0hYY/s1600-h/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132806168378755362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RztkA-8mSSI/AAAAAAAAALM/Fok6wYe0hYY/s400/IMG_1348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le checking des bagages pour voir si nous ne les avons pas perdus en route tellement la voiture est bondee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-6535469589947438653?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/6535469589947438653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=6535469589947438653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6535469589947438653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6535469589947438653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='GISELE, LA PRUDENTE'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RztkA-8mSSI/AAAAAAAAALM/Fok6wYe0hYY/s72-c/IMG_1348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3115795765414631360</id><published>2007-11-14T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:41:58.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>THE WAY TO THE SIN CITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rz7sBO5FWtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pNkPwq5-GVo/s1600-h/IMG_1338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133800131170491090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rz7sBO5FWtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pNkPwq5-GVo/s400/IMG_1338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En route pour la fortune !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3115795765414631360?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3115795765414631360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3115795765414631360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3115795765414631360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3115795765414631360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_8770.html' title='THE WAY TO THE SIN CITY'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rz7sBO5FWtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/pNkPwq5-GVo/s72-c/IMG_1338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-2708985700835034441</id><published>2007-11-13T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:41:25.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>Avant le départ à Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0O-GMRZjsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Jo6OUefNW00/s1600-h/IMG_1333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135157013715193538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0O-GMRZjsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Jo6OUefNW00/s400/IMG_1333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo de souvenir avant le départ à Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Apparemment Kim Lieu a trop bu pendant le repas !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133323981802802866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rz069sRZjrI/AAAAAAAAAN8/fpTbfQ_yKBs/s400/IMG_9092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"I was there too, but I didn't do it! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-2708985700835034441?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/2708985700835034441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=2708985700835034441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2708985700835034441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2708985700835034441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_13.html' title='Avant le départ à Las Vegas'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/R0O-GMRZjsI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Jo6OUefNW00/s72-c/IMG_1333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-6400343436066310705</id><published>2007-11-13T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:41:39.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>Tell Us About This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn90KB1XqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tOwPDg5n5Yg/s1600-h/IMG_9114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132412322852462242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn90KB1XqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tOwPDg5n5Yg/s400/IMG_9114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-6400343436066310705?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/6400343436066310705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=6400343436066310705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6400343436066310705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6400343436066310705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/tell-us-about-this.html' title='Tell Us About This!'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn90KB1XqI/AAAAAAAAAN0/tOwPDg5n5Yg/s72-c/IMG_9114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8080826423613795874</id><published>2007-11-12T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:39:29.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>November 3rd: The Long-Awaited Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On our second full day in California, &lt;/strong&gt;we started out with a sumptuous late breakfast at...I forgot the name, but it was another Vietnamese restaurant with North Vietnamese specialties such as cha ca, banh tom co ngu, bun thit nuong... The food was awesome, some I didn't even have when I was growing up. All kinds of bun this and bun that. I can still see the steaming dishes, the wonderful aromas, and the mounds of fresh herbs and bean sprouts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132409638497902162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn7X6B1XlI/AAAAAAAAANM/oLyaK0CtetI/s400/IMG_9041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We ate, got up to take pictures, ate again, played musical chairs so we could talk with someone else, ordered more food, got up to greet S. Eliane who came late, ...It was a busy, cacophonic, happy gathering of chirping birds. You can imagine the scene. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132409861836201570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn7k6B1XmI/AAAAAAAAANU/2YJyY9klgZ8/s400/IMG_9040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After the meal, we split up into two groups. One group left to go to Dana Pointe for a walk along the pier with Catherine Ngoc, and the other went shopping and sightseeing around Orange County with Hoang Anh. The people in Catherine Ngoc's group included S. Eliane, Catherine, Caroline Thien Huong, Bich Thach, Thanh Luong, Suzanne Quach, Minh Chau, Quyen and me. My mind is failing me, I can't remember who else, and I don't have the pictures to help me. We walked along the harbor, admiring yachts and sail boats go in and out of the marina. Suzanne gave us a demonstration of tai chi. The weather was magnificent, with sunlight abound and a light breeze. It was a perfect day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132410287037963890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn79qB1XnI/AAAAAAAAANc/pQ8CRyqvTO8/s400/IMG_9042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Later that day, we reconvened in Cerritos at a Chinese restaurant, Prince Seafood, for our celebration dinner. Joining our group were couventines from other promotions (Chi Therese Nhon, Chi Marie My, Chi Nhu Anh, Chi Viet Hung, Chi Hong Van, Chi Ngoc Diep, Dieu Lien, Cam Sa, Marie Rose Tuyet Lan, and Minh Chau) and our profs, Mme Tue Thu who taught us history in middle school (I think, Diem Mai, help, your memory is better than mine), Mme Bang who taught us Vietnamese Lit in classe Seconde, and Mme Dinh Ha, who was our Latin teacher in classe Quatrieme. S. Eliane was our guest of honor, and she may have been tired, but she was brave and was awake for the entire evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngoc Thu made her first appearance that night. Her husband had dropped her off, and she was supposed to spend the night with us in Thanh Luong's room. You should have been there. I'm not exaggerating when I say she had not changed at all from our days in Saigon, except that she's even more beautiful. Very cool clothes too, approved by her daughter. She gave me a CD of oldies that I've been playing in the car on my way to work (Mamas and Papas, Everly Bros., Rollingstones, Francoise Hardy, Sylvie Vartan). Thank you, Ngoc Thu, for this journey back to our younger days. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132410634930314882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn8R6B1XoI/AAAAAAAAANk/lLpcYsnRaWc/s400/IMG_9065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We were about 40 in a private dining room, divided around four round tables. The food was gourmet Chinese banquet fare, and ordinarily we would rave about it, but that night, our attention was focused on one another. We sang, one table at first, and all tables together, then each table in turn. Some of us were braver than others, and sang solo. I remember Gisele Minh Chau, Dieu Lien (Qui sait?), Chi Hong Van (Les Feuilles d'automne), Mme Dinh Ha ( Les Chevaliers de la table ronde, Alouette), Mme Bang, Cam Sa (Ave Maria, Song ve dau?), me (cai luong, of course). The songs were mainly from the time we were still in high school. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132411622772792978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn9LaB1XpI/AAAAAAAAANs/oxiaJTyDVr0/s400/IMG_9078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maria Dieu Khanh, in another stunning red dress, gave a beautiful speech in French to our profs and thanked them for their roles in our lives, and for enhancing our celebration with their presences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner could have gone on far into the night if it were up to us. We all felt young and full of energy and happiness that day, though we certainly missed and remembered our friends who couldn't join us. Monique, Josee, Hac, Thieu Quy, Germaine, Jacqueline Minh Lieu, Ngoc, Minh Phung, Monique Tung, Mong Quy, Beatrice, Bao Huong, Thuy My, Marie Aurore, you were very much on our minds that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline Thien Huong and Madeleine Ngoc Han were the first ones to leave that night. Caroline left for her brother's house, and Madeleine headed back to San Diego with her sister Ngoc Diep. She had been my roommate for the last two nights. Thank you, Ngoc Han, for being so sweet, and for providing us with plenty of apples for our trip to Vegas. You must have been sneezing a great deal because we kept mentioning your name all the way to Nevada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to mention one last event before closing. When we got back to the hotel, we still did not go to bed. Maria Dieu Khanh was on a roll, and started to dance for us. Ngoc Thu, Boi Tran, Bich Thach and I were egging her on, but Luong, in her sweet ways, kept begging for us to let Maria off the hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the agenda: trip to Vegas. Good night to all, to be continued. Thai Vi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8080826423613795874?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8080826423613795874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8080826423613795874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8080826423613795874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8080826423613795874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-3rd-long-awaited-celebration.html' title='November 3rd: The Long-Awaited Celebration'/><author><name>thaivi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn7X6B1XlI/AAAAAAAAANM/oLyaK0CtetI/s72-c/IMG_9041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-857633775768204870</id><published>2007-11-09T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:29:47.436-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>November 2nd: How Much Sweetness in a Day?</title><content type='html'>November 2nd was officially the first day of our reunion. It seemed that we ate constantly, something I was suspecting and for which I had prepared myself by strategically starving beforehand. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132404123759893986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn2W6B1XeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/y1qW7WrtSXQ/s400/IMG_8987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The program for me for that day was: breakfast with Mme Dinh Ha and her friends, breakfast at Quan Hy, a restaurant with Hue specialties in Little Saigon, then a drive to LAX to pick up Pauline and S. Eliane, then welcome dinner at Hoang Anh's that evening. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132404342803226098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn2jqB1XfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VOYjz2RH2CM/s400/IMG_8992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I woke up with great anticipation of the big day. Seeing old friends and profs again brought out the talkative young girl in all of us. We tried a mess of many dishes at Quan Hy, a restaurant suggested by Bich Thach, while we were greeting new arrivals who kept arriving every few minutes. The waiters probably were asking themselves why in the world these exuberant, middle-aged women couldn't choose another restaurant to park themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who remembers Annette Ma Soc Phong and Tam Sui Lan? They used to be so quiet in class, but that was then. Now they have emerged as self-assured adults with huge, warm smiles from ear to ear, and offered themselves up as our drivers for the entire weekend. Annette is now mommy to three very handsome young men(a hint to those of us with daughters), and Thuy Lan (Tam Sui Lan), who has remained fifteen till now, shares three children with her husband, and has changed her last name to Pham. Of note, Annette and Thuy Lan have changed neither their hairdo nor their weight, so they still looked pretty much like the young girls that they were, and we did not have any trouble recognizing them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132404763710021122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn28KB1XgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Har4VjCB478/s400/IMG_9035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When I went to the airport with Minh Chau (promo 1971)to pick up Pauline, I recognized her right away, and we jumped up and hugged each other just like in the movies when two friends meet again. S. Eliane's plane took longer to release its passengers, but she emerged from Customs with a big smile also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, at Hoang Anh's, our already large crowd was augmented by the hostess herself, Claudine Ngoc Diep, Suzanne Quach, Boi Tran, Mme Tue Thu, Cam Sa, Marie Rose Tuyet Lan, and Minh Chau(the last three from promo 1971, who came especially to greet S. Eliane). We experienced sensory overload that night from seeing profs and friends we had not seen in too long a time, and from trying to recall to ourselves and to one another the old memories that had lived in our minds for so many years. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132405068652699154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn3N6B1XhI/AAAAAAAAAMs/PxvTDpBIeGA/s400/IMG_9010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hoang Anh's food that evening was made with the perfect blend of spices and flavors, with a serious sprinkling of friendship's magic, and every one present was treated to a large array of salad (goi rau tien vua), banh la, banh bot loc, hot e duoi uoi, ca ri ga, salmon, mi vit, che khoai mon bot ban nuoc dua, plus a few more dishes I can't recall (please help fill in the blanks!). We were also spoiled with a dazzling display of desserts (fruit, flan, molded mousse, banh khoai mi (Tam Sui Lan's contribution)... Claudine Ngoc Diep was there ahead of the crowd to help Hoang Anh, she looked very much the gourmet cook with her apron. Catherine Ngoc was absent, but she had sent a huge box of cay nha la vuon in the form of oi xa li and hong don (persimmons) from her garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two other activities were planned for that night, Maria Dieu Khanh's grab bag and my slide presentation of all the pictures you had sent. Maria was a vision of glamour in her red chiffon cocktail dress and red high heels. This NY transplant was also remarkable for her high level of energy and million dollar laughter. Maria, I wish we lived closer. I miss your contagious smile and generous disposition. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132405506739363362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn3naB1XiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/C_pw6zPDcHc/s400/IMG_9014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Two surprises that evening. The first one was provided by Evelyne who showed her own slide presentation. If I had known ahead of time, I would have made her pay dearly for the use of the screen and projector. Essentially, she and Quyen gave me back change for my money by showing uncensored slides of me (my head on Pamela Anderson's body and Pamela's vital measurements[120cm, 65cm, 120cm]). Evelyne, how could you have kept the secret for so long? And I thought we were friends! Any way, I want to thank you for your mischievous thoughtfulness. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132406460222103106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn4e6B1XkI/AAAAAAAAANE/4S9tC22_PQo/s400/IMG_9030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next surprise was of a sweeter kind. Cam Sa, who had been coughing and taking cough syrup all day, managed to deliver a very moving Ave Maria for S. Eliane. She had taken voice lessons for at least four years, and has a wonderful lyrical soprano voice. The song moved Quyen to tears, and Pauline couldn't help commenting,"Quyen de thuong qua!" &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132405880401518130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn39KB1XjI/AAAAAAAAAM8/p4M1T015GWo/s400/IMG_9002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a full day, and we didn't leave until our eyes couldn't stay open any longer. I couldn't believe the sweetness of the day, and felt very blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Please, everyone, esp. Ha and Evelyne, send some pictures of this day along with your comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-857633775768204870?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/857633775768204870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=857633775768204870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/857633775768204870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/857633775768204870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-2nd-how-much-sweetness-in-day.html' title='November 2nd: How Much Sweetness in a Day?'/><author><name>thaivi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rzn2W6B1XeI/AAAAAAAAAMU/y1qW7WrtSXQ/s72-c/IMG_8987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1355095555753423680</id><published>2007-11-03T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T10:52:35.628-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>November 1st: The Birds Alight on the Wire.</title><content type='html'>Many happy moments of note will live in our hearts for a long time after today, and I'd like to take this opportunity to recall a few so we can look back and reminisce when our minds fail us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, November 1st, most of us arrived, some in the afternoon, some in the evening. We met at Anh Hong for a hearty dinner of Bo Bay Mon as requested by Evelyne. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132399077173321154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RznxxKB1XcI/AAAAAAAAAME/LEW-PPDhelo/s400/IMG_8968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Present around the table: Maria Dieu Khanh, Marie Rose Tuyet Lan, Hoang Anh, Thanh Luong, Kim Lieu, Hoai Thu, Evelyne, Gisele, Annette, Madeleine Ngoc Han, Thai Vi, Bich Thach, and Ha. Did I miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quyen, Nhung, and Lin arrived later, and went directly to the Marriott, so we took them some carry-outs. At the last minute, Cam Sa joined us, and we reconvened in Q, N, and L's room. These guys attacked the food, and cleaned out the styrofoam trays. I guess they were more hungry than tired. It was a pleasure to see Nhung have such an appetite. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132399326281424338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rznx_qB1XdI/AAAAAAAAAMM/cLqczo9p_RA/s400/IMG_8982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maria Dieu Khanh supplied the surprise of the evening when she sat down at the foot of the bed next to Lin, and started by asking Lin, "Do you remember so-and-so?" The next fifteen minutes, all present had an earful of how this one Vietnamese Don Juan carried a torch for Sweet Caroline over two continents thirty some years ago, and how he sent Lin dozens of red roses just for the love of her long legs. Wow, we knew so little about Little Lin. I thought I could see a faint blush on her cheeks, but that must have been the heat in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more minutes, and we all went to our respective rooms to lie down for the night. The European contingent had been up close to twenty four hours, and were past being sleepy. They were sleepwalking and sleeptalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, who slept with Thanh Luong? I want to know if she snored. I have to warn Boi Tran who's supposed to be her roommate the next night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know more, stay tuned for the next entry. My bed is looking mighty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards, Thai Vi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1355095555753423680?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1355095555753423680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1355095555753423680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1355095555753423680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1355095555753423680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/11/november-1st-birds-alight-on-wire.html' title='November 1st: The Birds Alight on the Wire.'/><author><name>thaivi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RznxxKB1XcI/AAAAAAAAAME/LEW-PPDhelo/s72-c/IMG_8968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-2802010922991289460</id><published>2007-10-23T06:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:32:25.564-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nhac Hay'/><title type='text'>A Classic Version for Gisèle</title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/fa0faf03-83e3-4fa2-9b22-2ccdd6b2b5ee&amp;amp;theName=Nate King Cole - Autumn Leaves&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Rw1_HTzbbEI/AAAAAAAAARM/sDrE8Q_7l1w/s400/Bolsa+Ave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you remember going to Ngã Sáu or đường Nguyễn Tri Phương late night for the bowls of mì hoành thánh or hủ tiếu, bánh mì or bánh cuốn, bún thịt nướng or phở, and topping it all off with chè or sâm bổ lượng?&lt;br /&gt;Folks in larger OC do not have the many late-night options we used to have in Saigon and Chợ Lớn, since most restaurants close at 9 or 9:30 PM. However, in the heart of Little Saigon, there are popular spots for night owls on Bolsa Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;Thành Mỹ&lt;/strong&gt;, 9553 Bolsa Ave. (between Brookhurst and Magnolia, north side of street), Hours: 10 a.m. to 2 a.m. weekdays, until 3 a.m. on weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Orange County Register (Feb. 2, 2006) noted: The ambience: This is the place everyone in Little Saigon goes to for a late-night Vietnamese food fix. Don't be surprised to find a line outside the door on a weekend night. The waiters may be gruff, but the food is worth it...&lt;br /&gt;The crowd: Even at midnight, you'll find a lot of families, in addition to the college students and after-club crowd of mostly Vietnamese.&lt;br /&gt;The food: Bò Lúc Lắc (tender chunks of stir-fried beef served over rice), Cháo Cá (catfish rice porridge) and the Phở Áp Chảo (sautéed shrimp, calamari and veggies served over crispy fried noodles).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;strong&gt;Phở Thành&lt;/strong&gt;, 9625 Bolsa Ave. (between Brookhurst and Magnolia, north side of street as well) opens &lt;strong&gt;24 hours&lt;/strong&gt;. All the phở options, plus the usual cơm dĩa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-7285053466645761042?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/7285053466645761042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=7285053466645761042' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7285053466645761042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7285053466645761042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/10/late-night-dinner-bolsa-avenue.html' title='Late Night Dinner, Bolsa Avenue'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Rw1_HTzbbEI/AAAAAAAAARM/sDrE8Q_7l1w/s72-c/Bolsa+Ave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-4431616303934440075</id><published>2007-10-09T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:15:12.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RwASlr2yE3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/W31xo-F94ig/s400/Alice1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Vous souvenez-vous de la belle Alice ? Quelqu'un a de ses nouvelles ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Une ancienne photo fait resurgir une vieille amitié, une copine de classe de nous toutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-7502034637560485254?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/7502034637560485254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=7502034637560485254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7502034637560485254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7502034637560485254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/09/la-belle-alice.html' title='LA BELLE ALICE'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RwASlr2yE3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/W31xo-F94ig/s72-c/Alice1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-5596136189945095558</id><published>2007-09-30T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:20:16.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuyen Xua'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RwAQ0b2yE2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/SBPwm5cijLY/s1600-h/Alice2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116107669709656930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RwAQ0b2yE2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/SBPwm5cijLY/s400/Alice2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; En cherchant dans mes vieilles affaires, j'ai trouvé ce témoignage d'amitié.&lt;br /&gt;Quels Emotion, souvenirs et signification que peut susciter cette petite photo ...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5596136189945095558?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5596136189945095558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5596136189945095558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5596136189945095558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5596136189945095558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/09/en-cherchant-dans-mes-vieilles-affaires.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RwAQ0b2yE2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/SBPwm5cijLY/s72-c/Alice2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1911919522146327831</id><published>2007-09-23T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:36:54.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mon Ngon'/><title type='text'>Ces bourrelets mignons</title><content type='html'>Des bonnes addresses pour Evelyne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elmomonster.blogspot.com/2005/06/banh-mi-che-cali-westminster.html"&gt;http://elmomonster.blogspot.com/2005/06/banh-mi-che-cali-westminster.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banh Mi &amp;amp; Che Cali, the restaurant on Brookhurst, has consistently performed well with its &lt;em&gt;Hủ Tiếu Dai Mỹ Tho, khô &lt;/em&gt;and its &lt;em&gt;Cơm Phần Gia Đình&lt;/em&gt;, both at a very competitive price that you would not find elsewhere. Of course, you will go to the sandwich shop next door as described in the blog above, for the other goodies to go. I was also impressed with &lt;em&gt;bánh cuốn&lt;/em&gt; at the sandwich shop when it is rolled on the spot as you watch if you happen to be there in the morning. The food at stores in San Gabriel Valley and in Toronto is not exactly the same as in Westminster/OC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wanderingchopsticks.blogspot.com/2007/02/vien-dong-restaurant-garden-grove.html"&gt;http://wanderingchopsticks.blogspot.com/2007/02/vien-dong-restaurant-garden-grove.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I had the Northern dishes that made my readers salivating. Excellent cooking at a fair price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the world of food blogs. And do not forget Quyên's meticulous description of the consequences of your food adventures: &lt;em&gt;ces bourrelets mignons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1911919522146327831?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1911919522146327831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1911919522146327831' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1911919522146327831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1911919522146327831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/09/ces-bourrelets-mignons.html' title='Ces bourrelets mignons'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-4201949816927861271</id><published>2007-09-16T09:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:36:54.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mon Ngon'/><title type='text'>Very Authentic Vietnamese Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110838517134953986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ru1YjY42jgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/5_aRWj4rhFE/s320/Canh+Kho+Qua+sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Among the dishes we had last week in Orange County:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Canh mướp đắng,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bánh đúc chấm tương, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Canh cá thì là, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mực rán muối tiêu, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rau muống xào tỏi, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sườn kho, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cá rán chấm nước mắm gừng, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cà pháo và dưa cải chấm mắm tôm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-4201949816927861271?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/4201949816927861271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=4201949816927861271' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4201949816927861271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4201949816927861271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/09/very-authentic-vietnamese-cooking.html' title='Very Authentic Vietnamese Cooking'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ru1YjY42jgI/AAAAAAAAAQk/5_aRWj4rhFE/s72-c/Canh+Kho+Qua+sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1189517370132835047</id><published>2007-09-15T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T10:12:12.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>New Camp in SGV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ruxjr442jeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-Hq_7I_3Hn0/s1600-h/Luxor_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110569282815036898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ruxjr442jeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-Hq_7I_3Hn0/s400/Luxor_resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As we head back to the Los Angeles basin from the high rolling playground of Las Vegas, our fearless facilitator is wondering what our group will do in LA. "Đi bụi đời" is her idea of the last two days of fun in sunny So Cal. I suggest that our group đi bụi đời in SGV, the land of the original famous Hậu Giang baked catfish. The local "thổ địa" (Annette, Suzanne, Bội Trân and Co.) will certainly guide us to Phong Dinh for dinner where we will taste the famous cá lụi and consider the other more exotic dishes, to Nem Nướng Ninh Hòa for their famous nem nướng or bún bò Huế at lunch, and to the Beard Papa store on W. Valley Blvd. for treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110571310039600626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ruxlh442jfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/7kQnJB1qsEI/s320/SGV+Palms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fourty Eight Hours in San Gabriel Valley will be the last episode of our November adventures, until next year's reunion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1189517370132835047?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1189517370132835047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1189517370132835047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1189517370132835047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1189517370132835047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-camp-in-sgv.html' title='New Camp in SGV'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ruxjr442jeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/-Hq_7I_3Hn0/s72-c/Luxor_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3372064191508122411</id><published>2007-09-06T20:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:20:54.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuyen Xua'/><title type='text'>A Note from Thái Vi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RuB--pySC6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/zJzD8vOP1lQ/s1600-h/DSC_2342sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107221592271883170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RuB--pySC6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/zJzD8vOP1lQ/s400/DSC_2342sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;J'ai recu de Thanh Lương ce poème de Lamartine et sa version traduite. Leur beauté est frappante, et je voudrais vous en faire part avec permission de Lương. La version vietnamienne était rédigée par le père de Thanh Lương, Dr. Nguyễn Đình Cát, qui était de la même promotion que mon papa. A part leur souche vietnamienne, nos parents avaient une profonde appréciation de la langue francaise, et ceci se manifestait dans des poèmes personnels et inédits. C'est pour moi une grande découverte que j'aimerais partager avec vous. A votre tour de partager avec nous vos impressions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERS SUR UN ALBUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le livre de la vie est le livre supreme&lt;br /&gt;Qu'on ne peut ni fermer, ni rouvrir à son choix;&lt;br /&gt;Le passage attachant ne s'y lit pas deux fois,&lt;br /&gt;Mais le feuillet fatal se tourne de lui-meme;&lt;br /&gt;On voudrait revenir à la page où l'on aime&lt;br /&gt;Et la page où l'on meurt est déjà sous vos doigts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lamartine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THƠ ĐỀ TẬP ẢNH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sách đời là sách tối cao&lt;br /&gt;Mở ra xếp lại có đâu dễ dàng!&lt;br /&gt;Cái chương lưu luyến ân cần,&lt;br /&gt;Ai mà đọc được hai lần hỡi ơi!&lt;br /&gt;Cái tờ định mệnh lần quay,&lt;br /&gt;Dễ ai có thể một hồi giở lui.&lt;br /&gt;Trang yêu dù muốn đoái hoài&lt;br /&gt;Thì trang vĩnh biệt đã cài dưới tay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cát Minh (Bác Sĩ Nguyễn Đình Cát) dịch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3372064191508122411?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3372064191508122411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3372064191508122411' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3372064191508122411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3372064191508122411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/09/note-from-thi-vi.html' title='A Note from Thái Vi'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RuB--pySC6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/zJzD8vOP1lQ/s72-c/DSC_2342sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-4698198961097122221</id><published>2007-08-31T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:21:27.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>The Fun Never Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RtjmrZySC5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/VqtXluMuCME/s1600-h/DSCN0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105083810955004818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RtjmrZySC5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/VqtXluMuCME/s400/DSCN0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the farewell brunch on Sunday November 4, 2007, a group of us will head to Las Vegas, escaping the daily routine the way some of us did after we passed the Baccalaureat in 1970. Thai Vi has made room reservation. We have not decided on transportation since we do not know how many will join us on this sidetrip. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will you please let Thai Vi know if you plan to join?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-4698198961097122221?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/4698198961097122221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=4698198961097122221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4698198961097122221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4698198961097122221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/08/fun-never-ends.html' title='The Fun Never Ends'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RtjmrZySC5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/VqtXluMuCME/s72-c/DSCN0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-2460810597594547469</id><published>2007-08-21T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T09:49:54.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>November is Almost Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's with great pleasure and anticipation that we're extending this invitation to you to attend our first ever class reunion held on the first weekend of November 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship is dear to us, and we're not getting any younger, so we hope you will save the date to come and spend some time with your childhood friends. Your presence is essential, and will make this get-together a happy and memorable event in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Class of 1970 First Ever Reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Place: Huntington Beach, CA, USA.&lt;br /&gt;Time: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Friday, November 2nd, till Sunday, November 4th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Deposit: US$100. Make checks payable to Hoàng Anh Dương; if you need her address, please email one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our friends overseas, you may also opt to pay on arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details will follow regarding the program and directions. We're thinking of inviting three professors, Mme Đinh Hà, Mlle Tuệ Thư, and Mme Bằng. They used to teach Latin, History, and Vietnamese Lit. respectively. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those flying into Southern California, we recommend:&lt;br /&gt;First choice: John Wayne Airport in Santa Ana (symbol SNA)&lt;br /&gt;Second choice: Los Angeles International Airport (symbol LAX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recommended hotel is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Courtyard by Marriott South Coast Metro Orange County&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://marriott.com/hotels/travel/snasa-courtyard-costa-mesa-south-coast-metro/"&gt;http://marriott.com/hotels/travel/snasa-courtyard-costa-mesa-south-coast-metro/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3002 S. Harbor Blvd&lt;br /&gt;Santa Ana, CA&lt;br /&gt;1-877-477-5814 (toll free in the US)&lt;br /&gt;1-714-545-1001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hotel is about 5 miles from Huntington Beach. Shuttle service is available to this hotel from the airport at 21.00/person from SNA, or 100.00/person from LAX. It has suites that can accommodate 4-5 people, or regular rooms with doubles or queen beds for four people.&lt;br /&gt;I checked their rates two days ago, and made a reservation for a suite at 149.00/day. If we have enough people for 5 rooms for two days or 10 rooms for 1 day, we get the group rate (89.00 - 109.00) which applies to regular rooms and not suites. The more expensive rooms have queen beds. In order to qualify for the group rate, you need to call one of the phone numbers provided above, and let them know you're in the same group as Thaivi Tonnu. I apologize to those who may object, but I gave them my name because it was easier than spelling out Regina Mundi or Couvent des Oiseaux to a bunch of people who don't have any idea what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you're in town, transportation can be by shuttle from the airport, Vietnamese taxi service (Hoang Anh and Ha have more details on this service later) , or Thai Vi's Minivan Taxi Service(gratis). Other friends in the area will also volunteer to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who come from far away and who plan to spend more than three days in the area, let us know how long your vacation will be, whether you want it to be the week before or the week after the reunion, and we'll put our heads together and see what we can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for a good ol' time, and hope to see all of you there. If you know of other friends in our class whose email address I don't have, please invite them, and/or let one of us know. Direct any questions you may have to one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hà, Hoàng Anh, Thái Vi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-2460810597594547469?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/2460810597594547469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=2460810597594547469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2460810597594547469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2460810597594547469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/08/november-is-almost-here.html' title='November is Almost Here'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-6835729507681999996</id><published>2007-08-19T20:28:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:31:06.102-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nhac Hay'/><title type='text'>Đường Xưa Lối Cũ (Thái Thanh)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" width="328" height="94" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" bgcolor="#000" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/7f8b9c76-ff61-4df1-9fad-305f1a7a4d54&amp;amp;theName=Duong xua loi cu&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="PADDING-LEFT: 2px; 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I got out of the hotel and promptly took my usual window seat on the bus. The ride from Hội An to Quảng Ngãi was beautiful as our bus hugged the coast, providing views of sandy beaches, fishing boats, and people moving their boat in shallow water with long pole. We passed a large school in Quảng Ngãi where boys in white shirt and blue pants lined up next to rows of bicycles, getting ready to chào cờ. A lunch stop at Tuy Hòa offered this lean set of canh chua cá, full of country flavors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098715408677843698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RsJGpmkNsvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DvmnuuDcvLs/s400/DSCN6224_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;When we reached the picturesque fishing village of Đại Lãnh, the bus came to a sudden stop due to a flat tire. It was a bonus for many of us to wander off Quốc Lộ 1 and get closer to the sandy beach until our lơ xe called us back as the bus got ready to head to Nha Trang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098715687850717954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RsJG52kNswI/AAAAAAAAAOo/4vy09kipcQ4/s400/DSCN6267_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I found Nha Trang to have retained the quaintness of a small town, without the opulent excesses of Saigon or the youthful enthusiasms of Hanoi. At five o’clock in the morning, the beach is full of people joining together in their morning exercise rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we take another bus together and relive the times of yore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1778633020132623021?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1778633020132623021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1778633020132623021' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1778633020132623021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1778633020132623021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-return-to-nha-trang-on-quc-l-1.html' title='My Return to Nha Trang on Quốc Lộ 1'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RsJGpmkNsvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/DvmnuuDcvLs/s72-c/DSCN6224_resize.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1819921153946762697</id><published>2007-08-12T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:31:12.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couvent des oiseaux Dalat'/><title type='text'>A Trip to Nha Trang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmgeFFYYdiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xET8iix0Wrg/s1600-h/nhatrang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073338052925486626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmgeFFYYdiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xET8iix0Wrg/s400/nhatrang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quyên wrote that she returned from her vacation in the Indian Ocean with a sunburn similar to the one she got when we went to Nha Trang in the spring of 1969. She reminded me of how we went to Nha Trang from our boarding school. The mères had decided to reduce two Premières into a single Terminale. We sensed that our blessed time together will be heading to an end. Then, the idea of eloping to Nha Trang for a trip together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- “Tu te rappelles quand on était à Nha Trang avec Hoàng Yến, Nguyệt Anh et Hạc, car Mère Cécile nous avait acheté un billet d'avion en croyant que nos parents nous ont permis d'aller à Nha Trang? Ah, le bon vieux temps, je me rappelle que toi et moi, on était tellement bronzées et rondes comme un hột mít.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After landing at the airport in Nha Trang, I was picked up by chú Son, a relative of my aunt, to come and stay at his house, while Hạc and Quyên went with their adopted brother Diệm. I remember sleeping in chú Son’s living room, while Hạc and Quyên stayed in Diệm’s medical office, next to the fruit and poultry that his patients bartended for his services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable day was the one when we went to Nguyễn Trung Hiếu’s house. Her sister’s boyfriend, a Navy officer, took us out in a boat to an island a few miles from the shore. We spent the day roaming the island, swimming in the clear turquoise water, playing in the sand, running like wild horses. We never noticed the torrid afternoon sun tanning our skin as we stood on the boat, catching the ocean breeze, watching the spray of water as the boat sped. In the evening, we felt the painful sunburn. The fun of being together concealed the growing discomfort. Upon our return to school, shedded skin was found scattered on sheets, on chairs, in rooms of those who had eloped to the shore from the highlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Just heard from Thái Vi that Eliane Thiếu Quy and Mộng Quỳ are now in the loop. Welcome to our blog. Wish to see you again soon.&lt;br /&gt;See the comments of this post in February &lt;a href="http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/02/who-were-here-standing-in-last-row.html"&gt;http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/02/who-were-here-standing-in-last-row.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Thái Vi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1819921153946762697?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1819921153946762697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1819921153946762697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1819921153946762697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1819921153946762697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/08/trip-to-nha-trang.html' title='A Trip to Nha Trang'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmgeFFYYdiI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xET8iix0Wrg/s72-c/nhatrang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-5767605949335237462</id><published>2007-08-10T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:41:51.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>The Last Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RrzplYioTcI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WZh6JB33qzc/s1600-h/Lake+Anza+0807_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097205706728689090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RrzplYioTcI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WZh6JB33qzc/s400/Lake+Anza+0807_resize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The days are getting shorter. The kids have packed for school, but it's not time to leave yet. I have spent my summer days by this lake, a short ten-minute drive from home. Shady spots abound on the shore of the lake, and large rocks can serve as places to recline to read a good book or just to stare at the blue sky behind tall trees.&lt;br /&gt;Where have you been this summer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5767605949335237462?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5767605949335237462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5767605949335237462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5767605949335237462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5767605949335237462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-days-of-summer.html' title='The Last Days of Summer'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RrzplYioTcI/AAAAAAAAAL0/WZh6JB33qzc/s72-c/Lake+Anza+0807_resize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8825504199503836879</id><published>2007-07-27T15:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:35:50.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nhac Hay'/><title type='text'>Music to Soothe a Tired Warrior</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9ZVuV8Py24&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S9ZVuV8Py24&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8825504199503836879?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8825504199503836879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8825504199503836879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8825504199503836879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8825504199503836879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/07/music-to-sooth-tired-warrior.html' title='Music to Soothe a Tired Warrior'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-2114881660187948688</id><published>2007-07-17T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:43:40.625-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>A Dream Destination for the Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RpzFtYGP9QI/AAAAAAAAALs/qAat4BM5oNI/s1600-h/P1010044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088159062375265538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RpzFtYGP9QI/AAAAAAAAALs/qAat4BM5oNI/s400/P1010044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoang Anh just got back from China. Evelyne is planning a trip to China as well. Why China when paradise is here? In fact, Quyen is currently sunbathing on the shores of Waikiki, or snorkeling in Hanauma Bay, a stone throw from where she stays. If you look carefully through the window, you may even spot her in her two-piece swimsuit. We should hear from her soon. Or maybe from Evelyne on weekends in London.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-2114881660187948688?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/2114881660187948688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=2114881660187948688' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2114881660187948688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2114881660187948688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/07/dream-destination-for-summer.html' title='A Dream Destination for the Summer'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RpzFtYGP9QI/AAAAAAAAALs/qAat4BM5oNI/s72-c/P1010044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8480912222070334142</id><published>2007-07-11T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:37:09.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Suddenly, a familiar sight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoWhcBKL1RI/AAAAAAAAANc/_xc0tW8UrY0/s1600-h/DSC_7458is.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081645257277035794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoWhcBKL1RI/AAAAAAAAANc/_xc0tW8UrY0/s400/DSC_7458is.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Nara Deer Park, as I was getting ready to go in to visit Todaiji Temple, the largest wooden structure in the world, I spotted pairs of shoes just like what Quyên wore when we were in Dalat. Looking up at the young girls, I saw what appeared like &lt;em&gt;couventines&lt;/em&gt; going on a school outing. Maybe it was the dry &lt;em&gt;sake&lt;/em&gt; that I tasted on the way to Nara ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8480912222070334142?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8480912222070334142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8480912222070334142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8480912222070334142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8480912222070334142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/07/suddenly-familiar-sight.html' title='Suddenly, a familiar sight...'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoWhcBKL1RI/AAAAAAAAANc/_xc0tW8UrY0/s72-c/DSC_7458is.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8911387478548255748</id><published>2007-07-09T20:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:37:32.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Mount Fuji at 5:00 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoWi9RKL1SI/AAAAAAAAANk/l37g7Gl7GHI/s1600-h/DSC_8178s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081646928019313954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoWi9RKL1SI/AAAAAAAAANk/l37g7Gl7GHI/s400/DSC_8178s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8911387478548255748?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8911387478548255748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8911387478548255748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8911387478548255748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8911387478548255748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/07/mount-fuji-at-500-am.html' title='Mount Fuji at 5:00 AM'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoWi9RKL1SI/AAAAAAAAANk/l37g7Gl7GHI/s72-c/DSC_8178s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-2403777521182723445</id><published>2007-07-03T22:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T10:24:38.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>A Moment of Sweetness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lCS_cXBSFzI&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lCS_cXBSFzI&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-2403777521182723445?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/2403777521182723445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=2403777521182723445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2403777521182723445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2403777521182723445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/07/moment-of-sweetness.html' title='A Moment of Sweetness'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-6996153339111309572</id><published>2007-07-02T21:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:38:08.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Kimono in Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RofipxKL1UI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YYTRFnLksoc/s1600-h/DSC_7875c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082279911709463874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RofipxKL1UI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YYTRFnLksoc/s400/DSC_7875c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While visiting Yasaka Shrine in Kyoto on a Saturday, we found ourselves among guests of three traditional Japanese weddings. The people and the scenes are those taken directly from movies about old and new Japan that I have seen. Women in their best kimono and men in long tail black tuxedo mingled beneath brightly painted structures with flying roofs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-6996153339111309572?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/6996153339111309572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=6996153339111309572' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6996153339111309572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6996153339111309572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/07/kimono-in-wedding.html' title='Kimono in Wedding'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RofipxKL1UI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YYTRFnLksoc/s72-c/DSC_7875c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1465769073889653849</id><published>2007-07-01T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:38:26.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>The Real Kimono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Roft6EGbJJI/AAAAAAAAALk/BiqA4m-idik/s1600-h/DSC_7773s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082292286299776146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Roft6EGbJJI/AAAAAAAAALk/BiqA4m-idik/s400/DSC_7773s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rofb-EGbJII/AAAAAAAAALc/vABBsIg3NHI/s1600-h/DSC_7773s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear friends, I have returned from a visit to a beautiful country, where women wear real kimono, not the cotton robe that I wore at the hotel. This is the kimono that Quyên would like me to wear on the streets of Kyoto. Wishing everyone a good summer and a good trip wherever you are going. It would be nice if you can bring a few pictures back and post on this blog so we enjoy together as if we come with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1465769073889653849?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1465769073889653849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1465769073889653849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1465769073889653849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1465769073889653849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-kimono.html' title='The Real Kimono'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Roft6EGbJJI/AAAAAAAAALk/BiqA4m-idik/s72-c/DSC_7773s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1141234197341642123</id><published>2007-06-28T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:38:46.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>From Lake Kawaguchi at the Foot of Mt. Fuji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoSbUBKL1QI/AAAAAAAAANU/X8fRRoaG808/s1600-h/@kawaguchikos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081357047791604994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoSbUBKL1QI/AAAAAAAAANU/X8fRRoaG808/s400/%40kawaguchikos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask me why I always want to be near a lake. Trying to be a Japanese lady in the land of cherry blossom and volcanic peaks while Thai Vi takes care of business at home. Thanks, Thai Vi, our new blog maestra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1141234197341642123?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1141234197341642123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1141234197341642123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1141234197341642123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1141234197341642123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/06/from-lake-kawaguchi-at-foot-of-mt-fuji.html' title='From Lake Kawaguchi at the Foot of Mt. Fuji'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RoSbUBKL1QI/AAAAAAAAANU/X8fRRoaG808/s72-c/%40kawaguchikos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8510047204538237549</id><published>2007-06-24T08:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:10:06.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My California Dreamin'/><title type='text'>My California Dreamin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/SJfEHPzVF4I/AAAAAAAAATU/L2sTGljwt5U/s1600-h/DSC0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230865120994072450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/SJfEHPzVF4I/AAAAAAAAATU/L2sTGljwt5U/s320/DSC0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkflMrPK0og/Rn6W9_-pDDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GtwSrb2MLLs/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkflMrPK0og/Rn6W-v-pDEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BZXBNzyJhRc/s1600-h/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079663434495757378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkflMrPK0og/Rn6W-v-pDEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BZXBNzyJhRc/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I was in Northern California to look for land. Little did I know the few pennies I have were just enough to buy the dust on my shoes and little else. I had a wonderful trip nonetheless, and meeting with friends turned out to be the highlights of a weeklong road trip from Big Sur through San Francisco to Sonoma County and Lake Tahoe. If you have time, Big Sur is a must! The pictures hardly do justice to the poetry of the area. I could go on and on, but will let the pictures stand in for my thousand words. Greetings, and looking forward to seeing you soon. Thai Vi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8510047204538237549?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8510047204538237549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8510047204538237549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8510047204538237549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8510047204538237549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/06/recently-i-was-in-northern-california.html' title='My California Dreamin&apos;'/><author><name>thaivi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/SJfEHPzVF4I/AAAAAAAAATU/L2sTGljwt5U/s72-c/DSC0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-2099218988006431909</id><published>2007-06-24T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T09:05:16.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laurel et Hardy se retrouvent.'/><title type='text'>Baltimore Blitzkrieg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkflMrPK0og/Rn6WJv-pDBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ss26BjggjQM/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079662523962690578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkflMrPK0og/Rn6WJv-pDBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ss26BjggjQM/s320/DSC00822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkflMrPK0og/Rn6WKP-pDCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LBrDfwxllvk/s1600-h/DSC00825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079662532552625186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkflMrPK0og/Rn6WKP-pDCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LBrDfwxllvk/s320/DSC00825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Friends, Ha's last blog entry is several weeks old. While she's away on a trip somewhere, I have some news for you. Hope you're doing well, and still making plans to get together in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soeur Eliane d'Aligny, the real name of M. Sainte Anne who taught us history in our last year at Regina Mundi, has accepted our invitation to come to our reunion. She's expressed great enthusiasm, and is looking forward to seeing all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next task is to write to Soeur Helene Marty, or Mere Helene, our French and homeroom teacher in classe Terminale, to inquire about her availability again. She had been invited, but has not given a definite answer. It's also time to invite Mlle Tue Thu and Mme Bang. The former taught us history in middle school, and the latter Vietnamese Literature in classe Premiere. I imagine most of you can remember back this much. I will keep you informed of their replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same vein, and in the spirit of keeping old friendships alive, Bich Thach, Caroline Thien Huong and I spent some time this weekend with another dear friend, Germaine Tran Cam Nhung, also known as U, or "Maine"(pronounced "Mon" in authentic Southern Vietnamese accent). She's alive and well in Baltimore, MD. It was a great pleasure to see her again and to hear her delighted laughter. We were going to take her to a restaurant, but she sneaked around our backs and slaved the whole morning over the stove to give us a wonderful treat of banh cuon. She had made enough to feed the whole class, and believe me, I ate enough for at least three or four of you. I would have had more had my waistband allowed me. We talked far into the night, and looked at old pictures that Bich Thach had thoughtfully brought along. Things and feelings among us are still fun and comfortable, and it felt like we were all wrapped up in the soft folds of an old quilt redolent of the familiar fragrances of our youth. For a moment, we were again girls in white shirt and blue skirt, either running behind each other, or sitting at the same desk and eating treats on the sly, laughing at how silly we had been. The main difference now is that we also exchange news about our children and their progress in life, and we measure the passage of time by the colors in our hair and the pounds we need to shed(sigh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mini reunion of ours performed the magic trick of making us feel young and cheerful all over again better than any procedures or products advertised out there. I look forward to more of the same when we see one another again. Greetings, hugs and kisses to all of you. Thai Vi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-2099218988006431909?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/2099218988006431909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=2099218988006431909' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2099218988006431909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2099218988006431909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/06/baltimore-blitzkrieg.html' title='Baltimore Blitzkrieg'/><author><name>thaivi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkflMrPK0og/Rn6WJv-pDBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ss26BjggjQM/s72-c/DSC00822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-5621716190312831109</id><published>2007-06-09T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:28:32.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couvent des oiseaux Dalat'/><title type='text'>Romance by the Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmthqlYYdkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rcgMVjOiMbw/s1600-h/ho+xuan+huong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074256789379774018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmthqlYYdkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rcgMVjOiMbw/s400/ho+xuan+huong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you visited Dalat and walked along bờ hồ, did you see young couples strolling and whispering to each other? As youngsters living in a boarding school a few miles away, we have watched these happy lovers and dreamed of lovely evening walks along the lake with a prince charming. In literature classes, the monotonous voice of our teacher reading &lt;em&gt;Le Lac&lt;/em&gt; of Lamartine brought us to the lovers' paths at hồ Xuân Hương.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reading the dreams of rather wild teenagers living in the close quarters of a “convent”, our Mères had boldly prepared us for life ahead. They allowed the Dalat Military Academy (Trường Võ Bị) cadets to invite us to visit their institution on a weekend. I remember the sight of military buses parked in the front lot, and a group of handsome cadets dressed in crisp white uniform walking to the front office. The bell rang. We all lined up to get on the buses. Once on the ground of Trường Võ Bị, many other cadets joined and took us to tour the facilities. A reception followed where the &lt;em&gt;couventines&lt;/em&gt; mingled with the cadets and officers. Late in the afternoon, we boarded the buses to return to school. Friendship and romances began following the field trip. Those of us who took Spanish called Hoàng Yến &lt;em&gt;tambien&lt;/em&gt;, referring to a cadet whom she met during the trip and whom she ran into again in one of her &lt;em&gt;sorties&lt;/em&gt; at Place Hòa Bình. Our Mères were known for their strict discipline running the boarding school, but not for the foresight of connecting us with the real world in this dream city where lakeside romances abound….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5621716190312831109?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5621716190312831109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5621716190312831109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5621716190312831109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5621716190312831109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/06/romance-by-lake.html' title='Romance by the Lake'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmthqlYYdkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/rcgMVjOiMbw/s72-c/ho+xuan+huong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-81566449193093038</id><published>2007-06-06T22:52:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:04:19.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nhac Hay'/><title type='text'>Bãi Biển Vũng Tầu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rmefc2PHgkI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ci6FSp3Oa8Q/s1600-h/vung_tau_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073198823200227906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rmefc2PHgkI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ci6FSp3Oa8Q/s400/vung_tau_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Click on link below to hear music.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click Back on browser to return to blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/9461c29f-4519-4976-b6f0-9fedceb48ea2/Ha-Trang---Khanh-Ly-64"&gt;http://www.esnips.com/doc/9461c29f-4519-4976-b6f0-9fedceb48ea2/Ha-Trang---Khanh-Ly-64&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-81566449193093038?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/81566449193093038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=81566449193093038' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/81566449193093038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/81566449193093038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/06/bi-bin-vng-tu.html' title='Bãi Biển Vũng Tầu'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rmefc2PHgkI/AAAAAAAAALU/Ci6FSp3Oa8Q/s72-c/vung_tau_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8889634907719860686</id><published>2007-06-05T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:36:54.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mon Ngon'/><title type='text'>Bánh Khoai Mì for Annette</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Friends, S.O.S... Equippe Jean Mermoz from Notre Dame Du Langbian, Dalat, calling for rescue. Need recipe for bánh Khoai Mì, if you have it. Thanks in advance. Chào, Annette&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071344136401149858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmEIn3fzX6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/hwqFuTLK2jk/s320/Recipe+Banh+Khoai+Mi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Searching the pages of my hand-written recipe notebook that I brought with me from Vietnam, I found this simple recipe of bánh khoai mì. I assembled grated khoai mì (16 oz), sugar (6 oz), condensed milk (2 tbsp), coconut milk (2 cups), egg (1) and vanilla (about 1/4 tsp). After beating the egg well, and mixing all the ingredients together, I poured the mixture into a round, previously greased pan and baked it at 350 degree F for an hour. The cake was cut into slices similar to what is sold at the bakeries in Little Saigon.&lt;br /&gt;Annette - This slice is for you, just like Evelyne "gave" Quyên her delicious chou de Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071336504244264834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmEBrnfzX4I/AAAAAAAAAMU/udgaMRXqizc/s320/DSC_6898_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8889634907719860686?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8889634907719860686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8889634907719860686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8889634907719860686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8889634907719860686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/06/bnh-khoai-m-for-annette.html' title='Bánh Khoai Mì for Annette'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RmEIn3fzX6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/hwqFuTLK2jk/s72-c/Recipe+Banh+Khoai+Mi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-4485547704842664315</id><published>2007-06-03T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T05:35:46.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris 2 juin 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RmK1T9WFFcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/I_hPxxesPKg/s1600-h/IMG_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071815484861912514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RmK1T9WFFcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/I_hPxxesPKg/s320/IMG_0424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La gentilisssima, la giocondissima e la Maria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-4485547704842664315?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/4485547704842664315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=4485547704842664315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4485547704842664315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4485547704842664315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/06/paris-2-juin-2007.html' title='Paris 2 juin 2007'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RmK1T9WFFcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/I_hPxxesPKg/s72-c/IMG_0424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-5220682289201613728</id><published>2007-05-30T17:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T17:50:41.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antoine de Saint-Exupéry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RlnalHfzX1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/RwtN5P51PXU/s1600-h/st-exoeuvre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069323186784657234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RlnalHfzX1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/RwtN5P51PXU/s320/st-exoeuvre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bonjour les amies,&lt;br /&gt;J'ai recemment relu Terre des Hommes et Vol de Nuit de St Exupery que j'ai finalement su apprecier a leurs justes valeurs. Et dire que je leur preferais n'importe quel livre non scolaire! Il y en a plusieurs reflexions profondes, certaines memes constituaient nos sujets de dissertation. Je regrette n'avoir pas sauvegarde mes devoirs, j'aurais aime revoir ce que j'y avais redige.&lt;br /&gt;Voici quelques extraits de ces retrouvailles que j'aimerais partager avec mes amies du secondaire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Il n'est qu'un luxe veritable, et c'est celui des relations humaines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il sait qu'une fois pris dans l'evenement, les hommes ne s'en effraient plus. Seul l'inconnu epouvante les hommes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etre homme, c'est precisement etre responsable.&lt;br /&gt;C'est connaitre la honte en face d'une misere qui ne semblait pas dependre de soi.&lt;br /&gt;C'est etre fier d'une victoire que les camarades ont remportee.&lt;br /&gt;C'est sentir, en posant sa pierre, que l'on contribue a batir le monde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le règlement est semblable aux rites d’une religion, qui semblent absurdes, mais qui façonnent les hommes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous sommes riches aussi de nos misères.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il y a dans toute foule des hommes que l'on ne se distingue pas et qui sont de prodigieux messagers. Et sans le savoir eux-mêmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussi, j'ai trouve recemment dans un journal Francais cette matiere a reflexion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Des lors qu'il y a souffrances, il y a respectable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est beau n'est ce pas?&lt;br /&gt;Amities,&lt;br /&gt;Pauline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5220682289201613728?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5220682289201613728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5220682289201613728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5220682289201613728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5220682289201613728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/antoine-de-saint-exupry.html' title='Antoine de Saint-Exupéry'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RlnalHfzX1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/RwtN5P51PXU/s72-c/st-exoeuvre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-2287391171274666777</id><published>2007-05-29T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:09:11.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Quyên and Thái Vi, With Best Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/STBR4_PKiBA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/STBR4_PKiBA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-2287391171274666777?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/2287391171274666777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=2287391171274666777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2287391171274666777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2287391171274666777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-quyen-and-thai-vi-with-best-wishes.html' title='To Quyên and Thái Vi, With Best Wishes'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3357714956860472888</id><published>2007-05-28T07:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:22:05.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuyen Xua'/><title type='text'>The View from Below</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlrrLeKdo_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/pf9Nojen_hA/s1600-h/bunk+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069622912866952178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlrrLeKdo_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/pf9Nojen_hA/s320/bunk+bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My good friends, Thank you for your kindness. While you think that your blog administrator is laboring, crafting those html codes, she is having the greatest fun of her life with only some typing, some uploading and some cutting and pasting. Rekindled friendship and a steady dose of humor have brought many of us to the front of the monitor to view this blog many times in a day (and this applies to your maestra as well). I am very happy that &lt;em&gt;la gioconda&lt;/em&gt; is now officially crowned; I have always secretly admired her when we shared the bunk bed together and always wished to be her chouchoute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3357714956860472888?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3357714956860472888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3357714956860472888' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3357714956860472888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3357714956860472888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/view-from-below.html' title='The View from Below'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlrrLeKdo_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/pf9Nojen_hA/s72-c/bunk+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-7930594084277869262</id><published>2007-05-25T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:41:48.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De la part d'une admiratrice et fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RldSydWFFbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/3DkLB2IP5Ew/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068610932452955570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RldSydWFFbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/3DkLB2IP5Ew/s320/Image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La Castafiore, la cantante e la serissima, la dottoressa ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-7930594084277869262?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/7930594084277869262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=7930594084277869262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7930594084277869262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7930594084277869262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/la-castafiore-la-cantante-e-la.html' title='De la part d&apos;une admiratrice et fan'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RldSydWFFbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/3DkLB2IP5Ew/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-4992249117153037211</id><published>2007-05-24T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:17:15.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Thai Vi: La Gioconda et al.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlZw6-Kdo-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/g062KzWLuUo/s1600-h/Quyen+cr+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068362589073679330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlZw6-Kdo-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/g062KzWLuUo/s200/Quyen+cr+s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. La gioconda e la giocondissima. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlZwyuKdo9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/soIbLhumDQE/s1600-h/Nhung+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068362447339758546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlZwyuKdo9I/AAAAAAAAAKs/soIbLhumDQE/s200/Nhung+s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2. La gentile e la gentilissima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlZwqeKdo8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/xBQZGG-8UlE/s1600-h/Evelyne+cr+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068362305605837762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RlZwqeKdo8I/AAAAAAAAAKk/xBQZGG-8UlE/s200/Evelyne+cr+s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. La giocondissima e la serenissima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quelques photos de gentilles, belles dames avec qui j'ai passe des moments precieux.&lt;br /&gt;A suivre. Bisous, Thai Vi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-4992249117153037211?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/4992249117153037211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=4992249117153037211' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4992249117153037211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4992249117153037211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/954146145109787522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/954146145109787522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/1970-acalanthis-memoria.html' title='1970 Acalanthis Memoria'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8204077838558437081</id><published>2007-05-16T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:23:45.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Theme for Our Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RktofOKdoqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_dzzgIFujXc/s1600-h/birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065257091495469730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RktofOKdoqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_dzzgIFujXc/s320/birds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although we have so much fun tasting and discussing the delicious-looking virtual pastries, I am being reminded by the project leader cum diplomat Thai Vi that we need to come up with some theme music (for our reunion and) for our post reunion production. Seeing the depth and breath of the many witty comments on the blog, I know that I can rely on the talented contributors and readers to name a theme that will band us together this November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What theme would you suggest for our reunion this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us here may suggest “Gathering for Good Food” or “Summit of Best Gardeners”, but I guess that friends who are vigilant on a diet or non-gardeners will object. Once the suggestions are in, selection will be made based on popular support, and of course, the theme’s author will be rewarded sumptuously at the reunion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8204077838558437081?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8204077838558437081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8204077838558437081' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8204077838558437081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8204077838558437081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/theme-for-our-reunion.html' title='A Theme for Our Reunion'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RktofOKdoqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_dzzgIFujXc/s72-c/birds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3956410496966867372</id><published>2007-05-14T05:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:36:54.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mon Ngon'/><title type='text'>From Evelyne to Quyên: Chou de Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RkfwRfzj9KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/p8wsSNp6vys/s1600-h/Chou.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280489387619490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RkfwRfzj9KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/p8wsSNp6vys/s320/Chou.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chère Quyên,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je t'envoie un chou de Paris, tu peux le manger autant de fois que tu veux, je t'assure tu ne grossiras pas d'un gramme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evelyne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3956410496966867372?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3956410496966867372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3956410496966867372' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3956410496966867372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3956410496966867372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-evelyne-to-quyn-chou-de-paris.html' title='From Evelyne to Quyên: Chou de Paris'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RkfwRfzj9KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/p8wsSNp6vys/s72-c/Chou.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-7967419755854747823</id><published>2007-05-13T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T09:50:39.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RkdBc_zj9JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/axOvlwB-0ho/s1600-h/rose+bouq+sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064088272421254290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RkdBc_zj9JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/axOvlwB-0ho/s400/rose+bouq+sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   A bouquet of roses to wish you a happy Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-7967419755854747823?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/7967419755854747823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=7967419755854747823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7967419755854747823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7967419755854747823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RkdBc_zj9JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/axOvlwB-0ho/s72-c/rose+bouq+sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-368399921495700447</id><published>2007-05-12T23:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:32:29.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nhac Hay'/><title type='text'>Thể Theo Lời Yêu Cầu của Thái Vi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RkciOPzj9II/AAAAAAAAAH8/S6Cuf4fMpyc/s1600-h/gio+choi+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064053934157722754" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ril7pVsLRtI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2AQykSSQ90U/s320/DSCN4136_resize.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you like sweets, have you tried Beard Papa's fabulous cream puff? When Beard Papa opened its first store in New York City on Broadway at 76th Street in 2004, the line snaked around the block. When the puff arrived in Honolulu in 2005, the line peaked at two hours long. The &lt;strong&gt;Japanese&lt;/strong&gt; has invaded the sacred territory of French pastry chefs and Swiss chocolatiers with this &lt;em&gt;tour de force&lt;/em&gt;. The Osaka-based parent company, Muginoho, introduced the cream puff just in 1999, and the expansion to the US has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the secret? I believe that it lays in the making of light and fluffy pastry shells baked fresh every half hour, filled only when ordered with whipped, not-too-sweet, creamy custard. Freshly consumed, it gives a slightly crunchy bite and a wave of smooth filling melting inside the mouth. I can't have just one; I have brought home box of six each time I stopped at the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you live in the US where there is a Beard Papa Sweets Cafe, have a taste of this delicious puff. - To Maria Diệu Khánh: Have you walked to the store on 41st Street at Fifth Ave at lunchtime and tried it? - To Evelyne: Is there a &lt;em&gt;chou&lt;/em&gt; in France similar to this? You will have to go to London, the only Beard Papa store in Europe, to taste it. - To Hoàng Anh: Stop by the store on Sawtelle at Pico when you are in West LA visiting your daughter, unless you want to wait until the Costa Mesa store opens. - To the Monterey Park group: Have you tasted it from the two stores in the area? - To Quyên: Make sure you have a taste of this when you are in Honolulu. To those who are too far from this magic profiterole shop: Come to our reunion in November. This may be on the dessert menu in addition to the free &lt;em&gt;chè&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;tầu hũ&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-4843508822150007428?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/4843508822150007428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=4843508822150007428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4843508822150007428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4843508822150007428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-ch-to-cream-puff.html' title='From Chè to Cream Puff'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ril7pVsLRtI/AAAAAAAAAG0/2AQykSSQ90U/s72-c/DSCN4136_resize.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-5943154328015375419</id><published>2007-05-05T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:22:12.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>From Hoàng Anh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rj1b__zj9GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Jf6S60VgQP0/s1600-h/IMG_6431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061302711251891298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rj1b__zj9GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Jf6S60VgQP0/s320/IMG_6431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dearest friends,&lt;br /&gt;As Thai Vi has well put it in her last email, “en un clin d’oeil” our reunion will be here. Looking at my calendar, I agree that it’s almost around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the reunion will take place in So Cal (Southern California) where I live, I will be one of those who will be welcoming each one of you to this beautiful and sunny area of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;There were a few comments as to what to do the rest of the time after the reunion. Well if you are planning to take a few extra days, Southern California and its vicinities have a lot to offer for sightseeing and entertainment. Las Vegas (3 days), San Francisco (3 days), San Diego (1 day). Orange County itself has Little Saigon (this is always the primary attraction for the Vietnamese, Evelyne loves the free “che”), miles and miles of sandy beaches (though the water is too cold for swimming), museums, parks, Disneyland, Universal Studio, Sea World.&lt;br /&gt;If all else fails, you can always shop ‘til you drop. This is just to name a few and give you ideas of what O.C. has to offer so you can plan your trip ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we will have a good turnout, certainly a lot of fun and maybe a few tears... Just the fact of being together again after 37 years , being able to hear Evelyne crack a few jokes, listening to Bich Thach’s laugh and seeing Gisele and Agnes Nhung smile, each in their own discreet ways… is to me a blessing from the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I have received checks from Boi Tran, Thai Vi, Ha, Maria Dieu Khanh, Hoai Thu and Kim Lieu. For those who want to wait until they get here, I don’t have a problem; just drop me an email so I can include your name when I have to make reservations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing everyone at our reunion!&lt;br /&gt;Hoang Anh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5943154328015375419?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5943154328015375419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5943154328015375419' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5943154328015375419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5943154328015375419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-hong-anh_05.html' title='From Hoàng Anh'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rj1b__zj9GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Jf6S60VgQP0/s72-c/IMG_6431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-588429824299901985</id><published>2007-05-02T22:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:44:44.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Strange Things Happened Here As Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjlyH_zj9EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/533R0rtJ8F4/s1600-h/580+collapse2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060201138039813186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjlyH_zj9EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/533R0rtJ8F4/s320/580+collapse2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By now, everyone in the world has heard about the collapse of a freeway section in the San Francisco Bay Area a few days ago. I happen to live 10 minutes away and drive on this freeway to go to Oakland Chinatown. Early Sunday morning, a double-trailer tanker truck hit the rail of the freeway and exploded. The heat was intense, it melt the freeway overpass above it. The driver of the truck escaped, walked ten blocks and got a taxi to take him to the hospital where I usually go for medical care. This evening, governor Schwarzenegger announces that one of the freeways will be reopened within the next seven to ten days.&lt;br /&gt;Evelyne - Should I avoid driving on this freeway for a few months, waiting for the spirits to go away, or should I light &lt;em&gt;quelques bâtons d'encens&lt;/em&gt; in my car when I drive by?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-588429824299901985?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/588429824299901985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=588429824299901985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/588429824299901985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/588429824299901985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/strange-things-happened-here-as-well.html' title='Strange Things Happened Here As Well'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjlyH_zj9EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/533R0rtJ8F4/s72-c/580+collapse2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3964607120314060976</id><published>2007-05-01T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T13:03:06.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Malheurs de...</title><content type='html'>Chères amies,&lt;br /&gt;Chez moi il se passe des choses étranges, le téléphone coupe tout seul, il ne sonne pas et prend les messages sur le répondeur, ou si par chance il sonne, il sonne alors comme les grillons qui chantent et personne ne l’entend.&lt;br /&gt;Dans le jardin, les fleurs et les fruits poussent comme ils ont envie, les céleris et les tomates poussent alors que je ne les ai jamais plantés... (Reconnaissons qu’ils m’ont permis de faire du « &lt;em&gt;canh ngọt&lt;/em&gt; »)&lt;br /&gt;Comme l’occupante des lieux est bizarre et farfelue, je me demande toujours si c'est moi qui ai influencé sur les choses ou ce sont les choses qui m'ont influencée ! En tout cas on vit en harmonie avec toutes ces bizarreries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une autre solution à l'énigme :&lt;br /&gt;Avant j'avais de grands peupliers chez moi dans le jardin, ils sont tous tombés avec la tempête de l'hiver 1999. Micheline Tuyết Chi, une ancienne couventine qui habite à 5 minutes de chez moi m'a dit que « &lt;em&gt;les grands arbres sont habités par des esprits, maintenant que les arbres sont tombés il faut dire aux esprits de partir. Pour ce faire il faut allumer des bâtons d'encens dans le jardin et prier les esprits de quitter leur demeure&lt;/em&gt; ». C'est ce que j'avais fait. Mais je me demande s'ils sont vraiment partis ou ont-il choisi ma maison comme leur nouvelle habitation! Quoiqu'il en soit ce sont certainement des esprits farceurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plus pour vous raconter « les malheurs de Sophie – La Comtesse de Ségur » non les malheurs d’Evelyne hi hi hi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3964607120314060976?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3964607120314060976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3964607120314060976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3964607120314060976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3964607120314060976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/05/les-malheurs-de.html' title='Les Malheurs de...'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-687435487327180316</id><published>2007-04-27T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:45:23.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>Prise à Paris, au Champs de Mars, alors que les cerisiers étaient en fleur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjJddvzj9BI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IIBliS6HkP0/s1600-h/DSC00784s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058208097120810002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjJddvzj9BI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IIBliS6HkP0/s320/DSC00784s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mes cheres amies, Coucou, un petit mot pour vous donner qq nouvelles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Bich Thach&lt;/strong&gt;, bien nourrie grace au banh cuon de Pauline Binh Anh (she could be the banh cuon poster child and make a lot of money), est partie ce matin pour deux semaines en Provence avec une pancarte a la poitrine: &lt;em&gt;A la recherche d'un (beau) monsieur, francais ou autre, qui ... ne sente pas trop mauvais&lt;/em&gt;. Elle a le nez sensible, la coquine, alors si vous connaissez qqu'un de bien, faites-lui parvenir un email. On ne sait jamais. Il parait que les banh cuon, ca donne bcp de joie de vivre, surtout ceux de Pauline. Ca me donne une idee: pourquoi ne pas y mettre du viagra, ou d'autres medicaments, selon les gouts et les besoins? Banh cuon a la viagra, bo kho a la xenical (pour maigrir), xi muoi low salt,... la liste est longue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Ou sommes-nous&lt;/strong&gt; au sujet de la reunion? Il parait que Boi Tran a pu persuader Thanh Luong a etre sa compagne de chambre (mais pas de lit). Ngoc Thu, du meme coup, va rester avec moi, a moins qu'elle n'oublie son pyjama. Caroline, avec qui passeras-tu la nuit si tu comptes venir? Rester a LA, c'est bien, mais ce sera mieux de venir faire les quatre cent coups avec nous. On n'a pas tellement l'occasion de rigoler. Nhung viendra aussi, je vous laisse tranquilles pour vous arranger. Hoai Thu, Kim Lieu, Maria Dieu Khanh, et Evelyne vont etre ensemble, bien serrees et au chaud. Il nous reste Gisele et Josee. Viendrez-vous avec vos chevaliers servants? Et Pauline, Quyen, Hac, vous vous decidez quand? Ha aussi. Si tu veux, on reste ensemble, j'ai encore de la place. Entretemps, Suzanne, Claudine, et Annette vont rester ensemble. Le contingent de Los Angeles sera a OC au complet. Quant a Madeleine Ngoc Han et Kim Thu de San Diego, faites nous savoir quand vous pourrez venir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Les Meres (Soeurs)&lt;/strong&gt; que nous avons invitees, M. Helene et M. Ste Anne. Elles nous feront savoir si elles viendront vers septembre ou octobre. Leur hebergement sera assure par les couventines d'OC, je crois. On en parlera davantage quand le temps viendra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Maria Dieu Khanh&lt;/strong&gt; a la belle idee d'un echange de cadeaux entre nous. Par un heureux hasard, son anniversaire tombe le 3 novembre, aussi on fetera son anni. Pourquoi ne pas feter celui de tout le monde, se dit-elle, pour se faire encore de plus beaux souvenirs? Je ne sais pas tres bien comment organiser ceci, Maria fera mieux que moi surement, mais je voudrais vous l'annoncer pour que vous commenciez a faire votre shopping. La limite est de 20 dollars, et les articles de beaute, les produits pour le bain, les gadgets de cuisine, les livres, les bonbons, le chocolat, un calendrier, carnet d'adresse, livre de recettes, tout ca me vient a l'esprit. Comment faire pour tirer le nom de la destinataire? Je vous propose de faire deux listes identiques de nos noms, et un tiers va tirer pour nous un nom de chaque liste a la fois. Par exemple, Maria de la premiere liste aura un cadeau pour Evelyne de la seconde liste. Evelyne de la premiere liste aura Hoai Thu de la seconde liste, etc. bien sur, on doit avoir une liste de toutes les participantes, et pour ca, j'ai besoin de votre aide. Ci-contre, j'ai une liste tentative, vous me faites savoir si vous etes d'accord:&lt;br /&gt;- de la Californie du nord au sud: Ha, Ngoc Thu, Suzanne, Claudine, Annette, Boi Tran, Hoang Anh, Madeleine Ngoc Han, Catherine Ngoc&lt;br /&gt;-du Colorado: Caroline Thien Huong&lt;br /&gt;-de la belle Georgie (!): Thai Vi&lt;br /&gt;-du New Jersey: Maria Dieu Khanh&lt;br /&gt;-de Washington DC: Kim Lieu&lt;br /&gt;-de la province de l'Ontario: Bich Thach, Pauline, Thanh Luong&lt;br /&gt;-de la province du Quebec: Hoai Thu&lt;br /&gt;-de la France: Evelyne, Gisele, Josee&lt;br /&gt;-de la Suisse: Agnes Nhung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'aimerais bien que la liste soit plus longue, elle le sera surement a mesure que novembre s'approche.&lt;br /&gt;Au fait, Hoang Anh a recu qq cheques pour la fete. Faites-lui parvenir le votre pour lui faciliter les commandes, sinon vous lui envoyez un email pour payer sur place si vous etes a l'etranger.&lt;br /&gt;Je tacherai de vous mettre au courant au fur et a mesure, en un clin d'oeil nous serons bientot a novembre. Je vous embrasse toutes en attendant de le faire en personne. Le banc vide nous attend... Ciao. Thai Vi&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058324443489891378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjLHR_zj9DI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ef3p4tFy25w/s320/DSC00787cs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-687435487327180316?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/687435487327180316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=687435487327180316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/687435487327180316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/687435487327180316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/prise-paris-au-champs-de-mars-alors-que.html' title='Prise à Paris, au Champs de Mars, alors que les cerisiers étaient en fleur'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjJddvzj9BI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IIBliS6HkP0/s72-c/DSC00784s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-87897269521869099</id><published>2007-04-26T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:29:09.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couvent des oiseaux Dalat'/><title type='text'>Yesterday When We Were Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjA5-_zj9AI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-05Tb9bvuBM/s1600-h/DSCN3930+sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057606135979439106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjA5-_zj9AI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-05Tb9bvuBM/s320/DSCN3930+sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every other week, we had a “sortie” weekend at Couvent des Oiseaux Dalat. We were allowed to leave our boarding school on a pass, if a parent or designee (“correspondent”) would come and sign us out. Of course, the school became desolate on these weekends. Many of my friends and I frequently remained in school, longing for our correspondent to come the following weeks. We often went and begged our Mères to allow us to go out to town in group instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we heard of a favorable decision, we would go and look for Mère Cécile, our school treasurer, to obtain cash. Mère Cécile was generous when she distributed our parents’ money. With cash in hand, we immediately removed our blue apron and hurried to the steps to get to the street. The three-wheeled Lambretta, our official means of transportation in Dalat, could be easily flagged down to get us into town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, chợ Dalat was always full of students from various schools. Couventines were in their white blouse, dark blue pleated skirt and sweater. Bùi Thị Xuân students were in their áo dài. Võ Bị Dalat cadets were in their formal white military uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our routine was predictable. We first visited “Amigo”, the Indian owner of a cosmetic shop. He was always kind and cheerful when we visited his shop. He allowed us to try the different shades of lipstick and nail polish that he carried. At the time, we seldom purchased any product, simply because we did not have enough money. Mr. Amigo’s regular visitors included Madeleine Hạc, Thérèse Quyên, Marie Anne Thanh An, Evelyne Tố Oanh, Hoàng Yến, Germaine Cẩm Nhung, Nguyệt Anh and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop was the stand selling xôi. Frequently, we then headed to the lower section of chợ Hòa Bình to have bánh khọt, cooked in a cast iron pan with a dozen of molds the size of bánh bèo. On the way back to Place Hòa Bình, we stopped at the ice cream parlor located on the street leading to hồ Xuân Hương. The final stop was always at the cart selling mì xá xíu without the soup, delivered in small plastic bags, just before we got on the Lambretta to return to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sundays, the kitchen crew at school was off. Dinner menu included only slices of Spam or chả chiên. Of course, the simple menu on Sunday was compensated by the varied food we had consumed during the sortie earlier in the day. In addition, many of us had armed ourselves with more snack in the apron pockets, saved for the late night’s ăn vụng in the dortoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-87897269521869099?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/87897269521869099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=87897269521869099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/87897269521869099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/87897269521869099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday-when-we-were-young_26.html' title='Yesterday When We Were Young'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RjA5-_zj9AI/AAAAAAAAAG8/-05Tb9bvuBM/s72-c/DSCN3930+sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-4684378136664760694</id><published>2007-04-19T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T14:54:42.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusty Springfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="wmp" width=300 height=70 classid="CLSID:22d6f312-b0f6-11d0-94ab-0080c74c7e95" &lt;br /&gt;codebase="http://activex.microsoft.com/activex/controls/mplayer/en/nsmp2inf.cab#Version=6,0,0,0" &lt;br /&gt;standby="Loading Microsoft Windows Media Player components..." type="application/x-oleobject"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="FileName" value="http://HaPNguyen.googlepages.com/DustySpringfield-YesterdayWhenIWasYo.wma"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="ShowControls" value="1"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="ShowDisplay" value="0"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="ShowStatusBar" value="1"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AutoSize" value="1"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="AutoStart" value="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-mplayer2" &lt;br /&gt;pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/windows95/downloads/contents/wurecommended/s_wufeatured/mediaplayer/default.asp" &lt;br /&gt;src="http:// HaPNguyen.googlepages.com/DustySpringfield-YesterdayWhenIWasYo.wma" name=MediaPlayer2 showcontrols=1 showdisplay=0 showstatusbar=1 autostart=0 autosize=1 visible=1 animationatstart=0 transparentatstart=1 loop=0 height=70 width=300&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I was young&lt;br /&gt;The taste of life was sweet&lt;br /&gt;As rain upon my tongue&lt;br /&gt;I teased at life as if it were a foolish game&lt;br /&gt;The way the evening breeze&lt;br /&gt;May tease the candle flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thousand dreams I dreamed&lt;br /&gt;The splendid things I planned&lt;br /&gt;I always built to last on weak and shifting sand&lt;br /&gt;I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day&lt;br /&gt;And only now I see how the time ran away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I was young&lt;br /&gt;So many lovely songs were waiting to be sung&lt;br /&gt;So many wild pleasures lay in store for me&lt;br /&gt;And so much pain my eyes refused to see&lt;br /&gt;I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out&lt;br /&gt;I never stopped to think what life was all about&lt;br /&gt;And every conversation that I can now recall&lt;br /&gt;Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game of love I played with arrogance and pride&lt;br /&gt;And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died&lt;br /&gt;The friends I made all somehow seemed to slip away&lt;br /&gt;And only now I'm left alone to end the play, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yesterday when I was young&lt;br /&gt;So many, many songs were waiting to be sung&lt;br /&gt;So many wild pleasures lay in store for me&lt;br /&gt;And so much pain my eyes refused to see&lt;br /&gt;There are so many songs in me that won't be sung&lt;br /&gt;I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for me to pay for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;When I was young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-4684378136664760694?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/4684378136664760694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=4684378136664760694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4684378136664760694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4684378136664760694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/dusty-springfield.html' title='Dusty Springfield'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-2976625015603992774</id><published>2007-04-17T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:45:50.919-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>A Thought on a Spring Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhmUZBI_CCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DVCbIuE2t4I/s1600-h/Lake+Berryessa+sm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051231614596483106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhmUZBI_CCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DVCbIuE2t4I/s400/Lake+Berryessa+sm2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I walk behind my sons looking for a good place to fish on the lake, I dream of living simply. Do you have a moment in your day to reflect and wish? What do you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John Burroughs, the American literary naturalist, has written at the turn of the 20th century:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter; to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring — these are some of the rewards of the simple life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-2976625015603992774?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/2976625015603992774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=2976625015603992774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2976625015603992774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/2976625015603992774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/thought-on-spring-day.html' title='A Thought on a Spring Day'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhmUZBI_CCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DVCbIuE2t4I/s72-c/Lake+Berryessa+sm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3098812146412616474</id><published>2007-04-15T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:36:54.815-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mon Ngon'/><title type='text'>Bánh Cuốn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RiKMgOzZfTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/quwNo8M5K0M/s1600-h/Banh+Cuon+Ngon+c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053756217220496690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RiKMgOzZfTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/quwNo8M5K0M/s320/Banh+Cuon+Ngon+c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pauline invited Bích Thạch to come and taste her famous bánh cuốn…. I love bánh cuốn too. We often drive to San Jose restaurants to have bánh cuốn. Authentic bánh cuốn has an ultra thin skin of steamed rice crepe that delivers the flavor of freshly ground rice grain. Have you had success making bánh cuốn? This is a plate of bánh cuốn we had at Quán Ăn Ngon on đường Công Lý, in front of Dinh Độc Lập: it tasted exactly like the bánh cuốn I had as a kid when I went to chợ Bến Thành ăn quà.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3098812146412616474?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3098812146412616474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3098812146412616474' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3098812146412616474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3098812146412616474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/bnh-cun.html' title='Bánh Cuốn'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RiKMgOzZfTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/quwNo8M5K0M/s72-c/Banh+Cuon+Ngon+c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-4440539426261617174</id><published>2007-04-14T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T02:18:43.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Bích Thạch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RiBqAQTH3lI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1SfxUf60Ne8/s1600-h/Thach+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053155334517415506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RiBqAQTH3lI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1SfxUf60Ne8/s320/Thach+s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RiBppgTH3kI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ieeY1vfdZD4/s1600-h/Binh+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053154943675391554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RiBppgTH3kI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ieeY1vfdZD4/s320/Binh+s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RiBmHwTH3jI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Kb6kO5AcDrQ/s1600-h/Binh+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RiBl-QTH3iI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uhurDNhMQmE/s1600-h/Thach+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonjour les amies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vive les retrouvailles... Pauline m'a invitee aujourd'hui a gouter ses fameux banh cuon... on avait passe un bon apres-midi a ressasser les beaux souvenirs d'antan... et surtout a se faire mieux connaissance avec l'une et l'autre... on n'a jamais ete proches auparavant, bien que nous avions ete dans la meme classe depuis la 5e!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non seulement nous avions partage un repas, des histoires d'autrefois... (et bien rigole a cause d'elles) , nous avions aussi tombe d'accord sur une realite que je voulais vous faire part a toutes: Bien que nous avions cotoye l'une et l'aute sur les memes bancs d'ecole pour a peu pres 6 longues annees (depuis la 5e) ou 54 mois ou 980 jours... nous nous connaissions a peine { __ qui peut deviner que Pauline Binh Anh et Monique Tung etaient presque toujours en retard pour les classes de l'apres midi parce qu'elles avaient l'habitude d'aller au cinema au lieu de faire la sieste??? __ Et qui peut aussi deviner que Thai Vi et moi pendant l'annee de la Premiere, avions l'habitude de venir chez Marie Claire Phu 1 heure avant les classes de l'apres midi pour nous initier au debauchement: fumer, regarder Playboy... __ } chacune de nous avions notre propre groupe d'amies a cause de differentes affinites... personnalite... etc etc... MAIS EST CE QUE TOUT CELA NOUS EMPECHE AUJOURD'HUI A RENOUER LES RELATIONS PASSEES????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour ma part je pense que NON! C'est plutot la pensee de ne pouvoir entretenir une correspondence reguliere qui me retient de dire bonjour a tous... mais si nous pouvons accepter le pur et simple plaisir de pouvoir saluer, bavarder un bon bout de temps avec l'une&lt;br /&gt;et l'autre sans faire aucune promesse... NOUS SERONS BEAUCOUP PLUS OUVERTES A PROPOS DES REUNIONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et sur cette note, je voudrais envoyer a toi, Thai Vi, UN GRAND MERCI pour tous tes efforts a nous rechercher et nous reunir. J'en suis sure je ne suis la seule a penser de meme.&lt;br /&gt;(c'est ta mission maintenant de faire parvenir mon message en "tieng Tay Boi" mauvais francais au blog de Ha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khanh, quand est ce que tu te decides de venir au Canada, a venir nous rendre visite a Pauline et moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatrice, apres avoir t'envoyer le premier e-mail, j'ai recu les photos pris aujourd'hui meme chez Pauline... je te les envoie pour voir si tu te souviens de moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-4440539426261617174?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/4440539426261617174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=4440539426261617174' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4440539426261617174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/4440539426261617174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/from-bch-thch.html' title='From Bích Thạch'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RiBqAQTH3lI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1SfxUf60Ne8/s72-c/Thach+s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-6395538760480999533</id><published>2007-04-13T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T08:24:27.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Blossom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rh8D--zZfSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Jc3lSkQ3oU0/s1600-h/fuji+cherry+sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052761687478336802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rh8D--zZfSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Jc3lSkQ3oU0/s400/fuji+cherry+sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These blooming flowers are from a small Mt Fuji cherry tree I planted a few years ago. In early April, it brings a touch of Japan to us. Sometime, someday, I may be standing on Cherry Avenue along the bank of the Gongendô river enjoying the beautiful flowers during the short-lived festival….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-6395538760480999533?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/6395538760480999533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=6395538760480999533' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6395538760480999533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6395538760480999533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/cherry-blossom.html' title='Cherry Blossom'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rh8D--zZfSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Jc3lSkQ3oU0/s72-c/fuji+cherry+sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8896162269597887198</id><published>2007-04-12T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:39:38.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rh5R-OzZfRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5trH2t7DwH4/s1600-h/weeping+cherry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052565961523690770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rh5R-OzZfRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5trH2t7DwH4/s400/weeping+cherry.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weeping cherry flowers in my garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8896162269597887198?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8896162269597887198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8896162269597887198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8896162269597887198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8896162269597887198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-flowers.html' title='Spring Flowers'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rh5R-OzZfRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/5trH2t7DwH4/s72-c/weeping+cherry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-269223519840297766</id><published>2007-04-08T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:50:47.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers and Love Potion</title><content type='html'>The main purpose of this posting is to make sure that when the confectioner prepares her love potion, she goes to the correct tree to get the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkI2hI_B6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/W_AePrJnpRM/s1600-h/Cay+Hoa+Mai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051078189774735266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkI2hI_B6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/W_AePrJnpRM/s200/Cay+Hoa+Mai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RhkhQ3fMytI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JyEUydx_n6k/s1600-h/Canh+Hoa+Mai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051105030729157330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RhkhQ3fMytI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JyEUydx_n6k/s200/Canh+Hoa+Mai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Ochna integerrima&lt;/em&gt; tree produces spectacular yellow flowers, &lt;em&gt;hoa mai&lt;/em&gt;, and small fruit that look like Mickey Mouse's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkMphI_B9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/q9kjO0VhQAA/s1600-h/Jap+Quince+Bush+vsm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051082364482947026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkMphI_B9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/q9kjO0VhQAA/s200/Jap+Quince+Bush+vsm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkLjBI_B7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Usq1VE1cwjQ/s1600-h/flowering+quince+vsm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051081153302169522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkLjBI_B7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/Usq1VE1cwjQ/s200/flowering+quince+vsm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flowering quince (&lt;em&gt;Chaenomeles speciosa&lt;/em&gt;) is a vigorous shrub with long thorny branches that produce lovely flowers in the spring. The cut branches are sold in Chinatown and Little Saigon at Tết as the most authentic &lt;em&gt;cành đào&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051083184821700594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkNZRI_B_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/T87q4qLotug/s200/Cydonia+oblonga+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051082845519284194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkNFhI_B-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/WdJuZP41zkk/s200/cydonia+oblonga+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The quince (&lt;em&gt;Cydonia oblonga&lt;/em&gt;) is a small tree bearing golden yellow pear-shaped fruit that can turn into potent love potion when prepared by expert hands like Quyên's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evelyne - As you requested, Quyên will bring some of this potion in gelée the next time she sees you in Paris. It worked for Thái Vi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-269223519840297766?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/269223519840297766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=269223519840297766' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/269223519840297766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/269223519840297766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/flowers-and-love-potion.html' title='Flowers and Love Potion'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhkI2hI_B6I/AAAAAAAAAEE/W_AePrJnpRM/s72-c/Cay+Hoa+Mai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1063129568816262573</id><published>2007-04-06T22:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:25:04.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter to Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RhcppnfMysI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-STl0kYm33s/s1600-h/rabbit+eggs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050551302070520514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RhcppnfMysI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-STl0kYm33s/s400/rabbit+eggs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose&lt;br /&gt;I would always greet it in a garden.&lt;br /&gt;- Ruth Stout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1063129568816262573?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1063129568816262573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1063129568816262573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1063129568816262573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1063129568816262573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-is-here_06.html' title='Happy Easter to Everyone'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RhcppnfMysI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-STl0kYm33s/s72-c/rabbit+eggs.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-6259591671083898325</id><published>2007-04-05T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T09:01:07.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhUcSRI_BvI/AAAAAAAAACs/1RnScgB7zb4/s1600-h/DSC_6503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049973657330190066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhUcSRI_BvI/AAAAAAAAACs/1RnScgB7zb4/s200/DSC_6503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quince is flowering in my garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-6259591671083898325?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/6259591671083898325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=6259591671083898325' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6259591671083898325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/6259591671083898325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-is-here.html' title='Spring Is Here'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/RhUcSRI_BvI/AAAAAAAAACs/1RnScgB7zb4/s72-c/DSC_6503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-365651981031433651</id><published>2007-04-01T09:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T13:46:13.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><title type='text'>The Last Evening in Hanoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046753594722878914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Rgmrp9JiBcI/AAAAAAAAACg/-BLl1mj0wOc/s320/hanoipho8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just when we were about to leave town, the rain stopped and the sun started shining through the dark streets of the ancient quarter. As we walked by The Sacred Heart Convent, I met an old man guarding the building. Chi Quyen last week was wondering where Notre Dame du Rosaire (the antecedent of Couvent des Oiseaux in Dalat) was. Despite our Google search, we had no luck finding the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man told me that this is it. "This is the old Notre Dame du Rosaire". I looked at his dark hair. It can't be. He is too young. The nuns from Notre Dame du Rosaire left Hanoi for Dalat just before 1954, chi Quyen had told me. I walked in the old French convent which is being renovated for more rooms. They have lots of volunteers for nunnery. I was met with a middle aged nun who quickly summoned someone to get the mother superior to see me. The mother superior came down, her hair all white. She received us in the simple but elegant living room. She was herself a student at Notre Dame de Rosaire. She knows Mother Cecile (who died three years ago), Mother Gioan, and Mother Zoila (chi Quyen - Do you know her?) who taught in Hanoi and Dalat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notre Dame du Rosaire has two parts: the one outside of Hanoi is now the sanitorium for tuberculosis; the one in town is right in the ancient quarter and is now a big bank on Hang Chuoi.&lt;br /&gt;So, chi Quyen, I have accomplished my investigation for you. What is my impression after two weeks in Vietnam? Just like many people, I have lots of mixed feelings. Hanoi where I did not grow up is a strange but interesting place for me. Hue where I spent the first eight years of my life certainly has a more familiar and poignant touch. In many ways, it is still the same...I was chasing after the old man on a bicycle selling hot baguettes in a steel box, the very same box that I saw more than forty years ago. And in the night, it twists your heart to hear the melancholic cries of the vendors as if they are calling you back to your past. And everywhere in Hue, I imagined the footsteps of Ba and Ma, traversing the same roads I was. And I love the Hue accent: for once, I could don the same accent not having to pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time in Vietnam, I will go back to Hue for more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Tuyet to Quyen, Monday, February 14, 2005 12:52&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-365651981031433651?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/365651981031433651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=365651981031433651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/365651981031433651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/365651981031433651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-evening-in-hanoi.html' title='The Last Evening in Hanoi'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Rgmrp9JiBcI/AAAAAAAAACg/-BLl1mj0wOc/s72-c/hanoipho8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3539032922956601853</id><published>2007-03-26T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T13:41:03.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REUNION DU 25 MARS 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rggvf--XzYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/i_dxZO2L8Ec/s1600-h/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046335608995696002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rggvf--XzYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/i_dxZO2L8Ec/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Josée, Nhung, Gisèle et Thaivi avec quelques anciennes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3539032922956601853?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3539032922956601853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3539032922956601853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3539032922956601853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3539032922956601853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/reunion-du-25-mars-2007_26.html' title='REUNION DU 25 MARS 2007'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Rggvf--XzYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/i_dxZO2L8Ec/s72-c/IMG_0391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1119752652437681411</id><published>2007-03-26T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T13:42:48.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RggvSe-XzXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zGHpXjFBjbM/s1600-h/IMG_0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046335377067462002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RggvSe-XzXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zGHpXjFBjbM/s320/IMG_0401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Retrouvailles autour d'un repas pour échanger les nouvelles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1119752652437681411?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1119752652437681411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1119752652437681411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1119752652437681411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1119752652437681411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_5094.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RggvSe-XzXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zGHpXjFBjbM/s72-c/IMG_0401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1018692664502345426</id><published>2007-03-26T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T13:45:02.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RggvD--XzWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7EaNyu4qmE8/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046335127959358818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RggvD--XzWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7EaNyu4qmE8/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Les Misses Oiseaux, Quyên, Evelyne et Monique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-1018692664502345426?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/1018692664502345426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=1018692664502345426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1018692664502345426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/1018692664502345426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RggvD--XzWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7EaNyu4qmE8/s72-c/IMG_0386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-7372226330318976181</id><published>2007-03-20T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T10:56:07.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un petit retour aux sources</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="http://www.visualgui.com/motion/BonjourVietnam.html" href="http://www.visualgui.com/motion/BonjourVietnam.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.visualgui.com/motion/BonjourVietnam.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laissez vous bercer par la voix sublime de Quynh Anh et émerveillez-vous de ces beaux paysages de notre terre natale !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-7372226330318976181?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/7372226330318976181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=7372226330318976181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7372226330318976181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7372226330318976181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/un-petit-retour-aux-sources.html' title='Un petit retour aux sources'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-177370858975620671</id><published>2007-03-16T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:23:32.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November reunion'/><title type='text'>Dear Friends,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's with great pleasure and anticipation that we're extending this invitation to you to attend our first ever class reunion held on the first weekend of November 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship is dear to us, and we're not getting any younger, so we hope you will save the date to come and spend some time with your childhood friends. Your presence is essential, and will make this get-together a happy and memorable event in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Class of 1970 First Ever Reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Place: Huntington Beach, CA, USA.&lt;br /&gt;Time: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Friday, November 2nd, till Sunday, November 4th, 2007&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Deposit: US$100. Make checks payable to Hoàng Anh Dương; if you need her address, please email one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our friends overseas, you may also opt to pay on arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details will follow regarding the program and directions. We're thinking of inviting three professors, Mme Đinh Hà, Mlle Tuệ Thư, and Mme Bằng. They used to teach Latin, History, and Vietnamese Lit. respectively. At this time, we still have Soeur Helene and Soeur Ste Anne in mind, but they can't make a decision until much closer to the reunion, so we'll get back with you on that subject at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those flying into Southern California, we recommend:&lt;br /&gt;First choice: John Wayne Airport in Santa Ana (symbol SNA)&lt;br /&gt;Second choice: Los Angeles International Airport (symbol LAX)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recommended hotel is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Courtyard by Marriott South Coast Metro Orange County&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://marriott.com/hotels/travel/snasa-courtyard-costa-mesa-south-coast-metro/"&gt;http://marriott.com/hotels/travel/snasa-courtyard-costa-mesa-south-coast-metro/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3001 S. Harbor Blvd&lt;br /&gt;Santa Ana, CA&lt;br /&gt;1-877-477-5814 (toll free in the US)&lt;br /&gt;1-714-545-1001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hotel is about 5 miles from Huntington Beach. Shuttle service is available to this hotel from the airport at 21.00/person from SNA, or 100.00/person from LAX. It has suites that can accommodate 4-5 people, or regular rooms with doubles or queen beds for four people.&lt;br /&gt;I checked their rates two days ago, and made a reservation for a suite at 149.00/day. If we have enough people for 5 rooms for two days or 10 rooms for 1 day, we get the group rate (89.00 - 109.00) which applies to regular rooms and not suites. The more expensive rooms have queen beds. In order to qualify for the group rate, you need to call one of the phone numbers provided above, and let them know you're in the same group as Thaivi Tonnu. I apologize to those who may object, but I gave them my name because it was easier than spelling out Regina Mundi or Couvent des Oiseaux to a bunch of people who don't have any idea what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you're in town, transportation can be by shuttle from the airport, Vietnamese taxi service (Hoang Anh and Ha have more details on this service later) , or Thai Vi's Minivan Taxi Service(gratis). Other friends in the area will also volunteer to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who come from far away and who plan to spend more than three days in the area, let us know how long your vacation will be, whether you want it to be the week before or the week after the reunion, and we'll put our heads together and see what we can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for a good ol' time, and hope to see all of you there. If you know of other friends in our class whose email address I don't have, please invite them, and/or let one of us know. Direct any questions you may have to one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hà, Hoàng Anh, Thái Vi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-177370858975620671?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/177370858975620671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=177370858975620671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/177370858975620671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/177370858975620671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/dear-friends.html' title='Dear Friends,'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-5728412578653343127</id><published>2007-03-13T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:30:00.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couvent des oiseaux Dalat'/><title type='text'>Dans le confessionat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;(Elle fait la genuflexion et le signe de la croix, et commence à parler:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;J'étais une élève plutôt sage et rêveuse. Je passais des après-midi entières à rêver de Chopin et de Beethoven au lieu de faire les 400 coups comme vous autres. La seule fois où j'avais fait une "bêtise", j'étais punie. C'était injuste. Est-ce que toi et moi nous avons partagé le même box à la classe de 4è? Si oui, je me rappelle seulement que, une fois, en remontant avant toi de la veillée, je t'ai surprise en faisant un grand Hou (hù) au moment où tu entrais dans le box. Manque de pot, mère Dominique était juste là dans les parages. Et hop, j'étais envoyée illico en punition dormir dans le corridor en bas, toute seule, sur un lit posé près du cheval de bois (plinte) de M. Fleutot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aie, ce que j'avais peur seule dans le noir. Je n'ai pas pu fermer les yeux de la nuit. J'avais peur des&lt;/em&gt; con ma&lt;em&gt; (fantômes) et j'ai amèrement regretté mon lit bien chaud. A un moment, j'avais pensé prendre ma couverture et remonter y dormir, en espérant être ni vue ni connue par mère Dominique. Mais danger, elle avait le box juste devant le nôtre et j'ai donc passé ma nuit à peser le pour et le contre. Le matin finit par arriver quand même, oh, quelle merveille.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5728412578653343127?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5728412578653343127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5728412578653343127' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5728412578653343127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5728412578653343127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/le-confessionat.html' title='Dans le confessionat'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-7298057093489808778</id><published>2007-03-09T21:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:24:55.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuyen Xua'/><title type='text'>TẾT MẬU THÂN 1968</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RfsBQ8-eq9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/w98fd3MBpoE/s1600-h/Image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042625598529121234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RfsBQ8-eq9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/w98fd3MBpoE/s320/Image4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Après le Tết Mậu Thân, le calme revenu, les sœurs ont tout de suite mis en place un programme d’entr'aide aux victimes des bombardements : des visites aux hôpitaux avec Mère Gertrude, la prise en mains des enfants sans abri dans les écoles avec Mère Hélène (si ma mémoire est bonne), et la reconstruction des habitations à Gò Vấp et Bà Quẹo avec Sœur Anna Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ces programmes d’activités sociales ont été proposées aux grandes c'est-à-dire les élèves de première et de terminale. Nous avons toutes répondu positivement à cet appel. Nous avons renoncé à nos habitudes de fin de semaine : le cercle sportif, le cinéma pour certaines, le shopping en centre ville pour d’autres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J’ai pu ainsi participer aux sorties avec Mère Gertrude, Mère Hélène et Sœur Anna Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avec Sœur Anna Maria j’ai gardé un souvenir inoubliable tellement les sorties avec elles se déroulaient dans des conditions très particulières.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On se donnait rendez-vous devant l’école le matin, Sœur Anna Maria en robe blanche et fichu gris sur la tête était au volant du xe lam (Lambretta à 3 roues), elle nous prenait sur les banquettes arrière du véhicule en route pour les chantiers de Gò Vấp et Bà Quẹo, banlieues lointaines de Saigon. Je me demande toujours où elle avait pu dénicher ce véhicule et si elle avait le permis car sa conduite était bien étrange, à chaque croissement de rues quand elle tournait on se croirait dans les trains d’Indiana Jones de Disneyland, le véhicule allait se renverser, on poussa alors des cris d’affolement qui ne semblèrent pas la perturber puisqu’elle continuait à rouler gaiement. Méconnaissant les règles de circulation elle empruntait les rues des quartiers chics interdits aux transport en commun populaires comme xe lam et xe thổ mộ (xe ngựa) et se faisait siffler par la police qui s'étonna fortement devant le spectacle insolite d’une religieuse jeune, belle et plutôt drôle au volant du xe lam avec une cargaison de jeunes filles derrière enivrées par une sortie inhabituelle et de la pitrerie de Bích Thạch qui ne faisait qu'augmenter l'incompréhension du policier. Elle ne restait pas tranquille, au lieu de s’asseoir sagement comme nous autres, garçon manqué comme elle était, et pas en manque d’idée, elle se tenait debout sur la marche derrière xe lam et se dit «lơ xe».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivées sur le chantier nous travaillions tout d’abord à déblayer les restes des maisons pour faire terrain propre avant la reconstruction des habitations programmée pour d’autres jours avec les étudiants du foyer Alexandre de Rhodes. Nous travaillions sous le soleil et la chaleur ne nous arrêtant qu’à l’heure de déjeuner pour manger nos sandwichs apportés de la maison. Notre journée se terminait vers 16 h et nous reprenions le chemin de retour sous la conduite de notre ange gardien et chauffard (non chauffeur!) Sœur Anna Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila un de mes souvenirs d’école, il y en a d’autres aussi beaux et heureux. Ces moments d’amitié et de partage avec mes camarades insouciantes et nature restent à tout jamais gravés dans mon cœur. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-7298057093489808778?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/7298057093489808778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=7298057093489808778' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7298057093489808778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/7298057093489808778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/tt-mu-thn-1968.html' title='TẾT MẬU THÂN 1968'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RfsBQ8-eq9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/w98fd3MBpoE/s72-c/Image4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-535438193932403878</id><published>2007-03-09T21:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:23:29.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuyen Xua'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RfsAIc-eq8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/c85mW82_TXs/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042624352988605378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RfsAIc-eq8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/c85mW82_TXs/s320/Image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avec Duyên, Mai Ngoc Nga et les enfants dans une école de Tân Dinh (Saigon Quân 3).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-535438193932403878?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/535438193932403878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=535438193932403878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/535438193932403878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/535438193932403878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/avec-duyn-mai-ngoc-nga-et-les-enfants.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/RfsAIc-eq8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/c85mW82_TXs/s72-c/Image2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3277293094873740976</id><published>2007-03-08T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T15:39:33.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couvent des oiseaux Dalat'/><title type='text'>THE WAR</title><content type='html'>The war had moved closer to Đà Lạt than anyone of us had thought. The mères changed the structure of the équippe. From now on, the équippes became vertical, composing of grandes, moyennes and petites. Catherine Ngọc Dung, une grande, was my chef d’équippe. The previous arrangement of friends of the same age and class living together was replaced by groups of old and young internes eating repas together, having their beds next to each other. The Mères had wanted the petites to be taken cared by the grandes, now that the war had arrived to our doorsteps.&lt;br /&gt;My équippe slept on the top floor, in the attic of the school. I remember the night when the artillery sound got so loud as if it was coming from the village below our school. We got up in the middle of the night to evacuate as a group to the basement. The moment of fear eventually passed, as we felt asleep in the close quarter of the cold basement.&lt;br /&gt;Within the week, we were told that the roads to Đà Lạt had been blocked. We were also told that air travel had become more difficult as the planes could become targets while landing at Liên Khương. My father came up to school to take me home and we had to travel in a truck. I recall sitting with my father in the front cabin of a truck full of vegetables; there were countless stops as we waited for the soldiers to clear the mines on the road. After this episode, I returned to school and noticed that some of my classmates did not come back.... Only recently and after speaking with Annette Mã that I found out that many had gone to Regina Mundi after Tết Mậu Thân, presaging an eventual attrition of our school in Đà Lạt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3277293094873740976?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3277293094873740976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3277293094873740976' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3277293094873740976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3277293094873740976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/war.html' title='THE WAR'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-8864198167139729752</id><published>2007-03-02T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T18:29:25.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAM PHƯƠNG HOÀNG HẬU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/ReipXbuOB3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/uBUlLOfCgCE/s1600-h/HHNam+Phuong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037462403257599858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/ReipXbuOB3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/uBUlLOfCgCE/s320/HHNam+Phuong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-8864198167139729752?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/8864198167139729752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=8864198167139729752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8864198167139729752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/8864198167139729752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/nam-phuong-hoang-hau.html' title='NAM PHƯƠNG HOÀNG HẬU'/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/ReipXbuOB3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/uBUlLOfCgCE/s72-c/HHNam+Phuong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3284774173689363072</id><published>2007-03-02T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T14:46:18.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/ReipMbuOB2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/DXy_PCk7OIA/s1600-h/HHNnam+Phuong2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037462214279038818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/ReipMbuOB2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/DXy_PCk7OIA/s320/HHNnam+Phuong2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3284774173689363072?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3284774173689363072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3284774173689363072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3284774173689363072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3284774173689363072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_2199.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/S7W3VMP8RlI/AAAAAAAAAYk/KBM64MixHS8/S220/IMG_1311Evelyne.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/ReipMbuOB2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/DXy_PCk7OIA/s72-c/HHNnam+Phuong2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-7224186166825375188</id><published>2007-03-02T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T14:45:22.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFPL6A85ZJk/Reio7ruOB1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/pto3Md1q_x0/s1600-h/HHNam+Phuong3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037461926516229970" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RezDOjXHwTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Zz4Pr5G7wGY/s400/Couvent+Postcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/Ree8HYCk-BI/AAAAAAAAABg/ymqsBrN9AiQ/s1600-h/Couvent+Postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our driver dropped me off in front of the train station on Phạm Ngũ Lão. I quickly met my friends and got on the shuttle to go to Tân Sơn Nhất airport. The Air Vietnam flight took only an hour to get to Liên Khương airport. Another shuttle took us to the Air Vietnam office in the center of Đà Lạt. There, we climbed on a three-wheeled Lambretta to get to school. The Lambretta sputtered along windy roads heading to the school on top of the hill. After crossing the gate, it stopped in front of the main steps leading to the office. Expectedly, either Soeur Francois Xavier, Mère Cécile or Mère Francois Dominique opened the heavy door to greet us with a broad smile, as a mother would when the children returned. We dragged our suitcases up to our rooms. To this day, I still wonder what we stuffed our heavy suitcases with, going to school. Do you recall what was in yours? I recall seeing mangos spilling out of a suitcase of a girl coming from Lục Tỉnh. Odette Tuyết filled her suitcases with about thirty pairs of 555 op art shoes.&lt;br /&gt;The refectoire was always half empty on the first day when I returned. Even the school yard was deserted. I went to bed the first night feeling a bit apprehensive, with few friends nearby. However, the next morning was noisy with all the kids in by noon, and the ambience was that of a nest too full of birds.&lt;br /&gt;The classes began the following day, and I knew that my body would soon be sore after the first gymnastic session with Mr. Fleutot. The best days of my life away from my family had begun, sharing with friends and learning from les Mères.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5740327433254751574?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5740327433254751574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5740327433254751574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5740327433254751574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5740327433254751574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/03/our-school-in-lt.html' title='Our School in Đà Lạt'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/RezDOjXHwTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Zz4Pr5G7wGY/s72-c/Couvent+Postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-5833102845946732026</id><published>2007-02-25T10:15:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:24:29.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuyen Xua'/><title type='text'>Through this Gate at Regina Mundi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/ReEBF32BZSI/AAAAAAAAABA/R2eEWGslK5M/s1600-h/Cong+Truong+RM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035307058778432802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/ReEBF32BZSI/AAAAAAAAABA/R2eEWGslK5M/s400/Cong+Truong+RM.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember the hectic pace of the morning ride from home to school. Streams of motorbikes passed in front of us. The cacophony of Saigon street life surrounded us. When we arrived at school, I went through the gate and walked to my classroom located next to the office. Soon a group of friends gathered and we talked about the upcoming classes of the day.&lt;br /&gt;When I left school at the end of the day, I walked through this gate again, and got picked up. But wasn't it true that each one of us had dreamed of walking home as Hoàng Thị Ngọ did, with an admirer silently following our footsteps in the drizzly rain, as beautifully sung by Đoan Trang?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5833102845946732026?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5833102845946732026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5833102845946732026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5833102845946732026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5833102845946732026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/02/through-this-gate-at-regina-mundi.html' title='Through this Gate at Regina Mundi'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_k-opgFjxIJo/ReEBF32BZSI/AAAAAAAAABA/R2eEWGslK5M/s72-c/Cong+Truong+RM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-3599303628415843898</id><published>2007-02-24T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:35:50.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nhac Hay'/><title type='text'>Ngày Xưa Hoàng Thị</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sa5-xdzhjM8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-3599303628415843898?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/3599303628415843898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=3599303628415843898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3599303628415843898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/3599303628415843898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/02/ngy-xa-hong-th.html' title='Ngày Xưa Hoàng Thị'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-5128841236290992028</id><published>2007-02-23T20:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T20:19:23.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuyen Xua'/><title type='text'>Friends are Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>After posting the class picture on this blog, I realized that some of my friends were not in the picture. I am at a loss to explain this. The possibilities included: You were out on that day; you were in another class; you came in late; or you did not want to have your picture taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few that I remember: Hoàng Yến, Nicole Minh Ngọc, Veronique Lê Minh Thảo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one of them, or if you know any of the missing friends, will you please let me know?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1347453215906959684-5128841236290992028?l=theyearwas1970.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/feeds/5128841236290992028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1347453215906959684&amp;postID=5128841236290992028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5128841236290992028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1347453215906959684/posts/default/5128841236290992028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theyearwas1970.blogspot.com/2007/02/friends-are-friends-forever.html' title='Friends are Friends Forever'/><author><name>Hà</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00180409095162482564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1347453215906959684.post-1605391506038381710</id><published>2007-02-22T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T14:32:09.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ngay Tet'/><title type='text'>The First Day of the Lunar New Year in San Diego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rd3QCPcugQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CRhY0ZhMVwU/s1600-h/IMG_7553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034408695395418370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fgS7X5SfXIA/Rd3QCPcugQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CRhY0ZhMVwU/s320/IMG_7553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the first day of the Lunar New Year, my family went to Linda Vista Plaza to celebrate the New Year with the local community. When we arrived, there was a large crowd of well-dressed people gathering around groups of performing dragons, phoenix, and dancing lions. Grandmothers in their áo dài nhung held little girls in colorful áo dài, while little boys in their own áo dài and small khăn đống on their head chased each other, fingers in their ears anticipating the noise of the firecrackers. It took the four lions about an hour to dance before they retrieved their trophies hung high on the roof. Then came the moment that the crowd had waited for. 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images of Gone With the Wind, Scarlet O’Hara and Rhett Butler. On TV, Ted Turner’s channel strives to keep those images alive by continually showing G.W.T.W. over and over. For someone like me, a Vietnamese from Huế transplanted to this blessed land of peach orchards and peanut farms, adapting to life in Atlanta, its people, and the way they talk can be a great deal of fun and introspection. Allow me to share a few examples with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Tết festivities are upon us. Thérèse Hoàng Anh, in So. Cal., is cooking up a storm in her kitchen, preparing cakes, o mai, and fruit preserves. Hà, in No. Cal., is wowing us with bánh chưng, bánh tét, mì quảng, and who knows what else. Evelyne Tuấn Hà, across the pond, is also in the running, trying to make tré for the first time, following a recipe from my mom. Across the Alps, our friend Nhung Ròm is sending us a recipe of Mì Quảng that’s out of this world. In the meantime, Madame Schlegel, our little Quyên of old, is relaxing in the waves of the Indian Ocean, and picking her way lightly through an enormous seafood buffet. As for me, I’m scheduled to work in the ER for most of this month, and especially on the last day of the Year of the Dog and the first day of the Year of the Pig, so my girlfriends in Atlanta took pity on me and invited me out to lunch. “Remember though,” my friend Vân Nga said, “not to have any duck on Tết, or you’ll be plagued with bad luck for the rest of the year.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Say what?” I was perplexed. Why on earth would she caution me about duck? Some kind of avian flu brewing that I don’t know about? What about chicken, or turkey, for that matter? No, she assures me, just duck. Why? I really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vân Nga, promo 1975, kindly explained to me in her authentic southern Vietnamese accent, “ăn dịch thì mắc dịch suốt năm.” What you know as duck, I call it “vịt” in my leisurely Huế way, by Vân Nga says it “dịch,” adding a new dimension to this innocent fowl. Now I know the reason behind this food interdiction, but how about all those people that are already “mắc dịch” in my book? Can they eat duck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash back to the South. We all know people from different parts of the country speak differently. From my stay in California and Michigan, my ears are accustomed to the Mid Western accent, the one you usually hear on most U.S. radio stations (the ones that don’t play country music). Once I relocated to Texas then Georgia, I became aware of the differences in diction, and that brought at first dismay, then discontent. However, after twenty years in the “Xa’o,” I’ve finally surrendered, and have begun to give myself up to speaking Southern. Add to that Ebonics (it may be very politically incorrect to mention this on my part), the English that’s spoken by young Blacks in the South, and you can have fun to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this acculturation process, my patients and the nursing staff where I work are my best teachers. First, instead of “downtown,” say “daaeeon-taaeeon.” The longer you stretch the vowels, the more southern you’ll sound (saaeeond). Next, drop all the consonants you may encounter at the end. “I live at home” becomes “Ah li’ ho’.”&lt;br /&gt;“Are you all right?” sounds like “Y’ight?” Are you still with me? How about a “ho’?” You guessed it, it’s not a nice thing to call anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put some pepper to your Southern speech, you need to sound like a southern Baptist preacher, and add exclamations like “Lawdy, Lawdy!” or “Sweeet baybee Jeeesus,” and saying, “Ah ya out o’ yo’ cotton-pickin’ min’?” will put you right at home in Atlanta. Remember the southern belles in G.W.T.W.? They’re supposed to be laydies, and wouldn’t be caught dead saying something unladylike, but ladies get mad just like anyone else. However, instead of cussing, they’re bound to use euphemisms, expressions that may sound nice at the beginning until they turn around to leave, and you’re left alone to figure it out by “yosef.” I suppose you need to live in the South to care, but if you ever stop by my corner of the woods, and someone tells you, “Kess mah eyes,” (you have to say it to yourself several times to get the full effect), she doesn’t mean for you to kiss her eyes. Au contraire, mon fre`re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now, ladies, I’ll leave you alone and return to my flock of patients (I’m writing to you from the ER). Soon Hoàng Anh’s cakes and preserves will be ready to come out of the oven, Hà will add a few more banh chung to the stack growing on her counter, and ah’m gonna fix mahsef som’n gud’ tah ea’. Take good care of yourselves now. With lots of love, Thái Vi. PS If you like this, let me know. This is still nothing compared to the next story I have for you, but that’ll keep for another day. 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