A Young Spy's Unforgettable Thanksgiving

I spent November 28, 1968 at an orphanage in Saigon. It was where I really began learn the war was unwinnable.

I ARRIVED IN SAIGON a couple of days before Thanksgiving in 1968. I had yet to receive my permanent assignment to run a spy operation up north, so I had a few free days on my hands. Somebody – I can't remember who, maybe one of my superiors—suggested we volunteer to help out at a local Catholic orphanage.

Thinking back on that, it was just another strang…