Late one night, after I had finished reading Gary's letters, I thumbed through his Vietnamese/English dictionary. There, scattered randomly amongst the pages, were messages of love written to him form the woman with whom he had fallen in love. I think that the two of them were learning to speak the other's language. I have never been able to find out her identity and can only guess at who she was. On one page, I found her first name, but with no last name, she is virtually impossible to trace. She is a mystery that I will probably never solve. Just the same, I cannot help but imagine who she was and who she might be today, provided that she survived the war. 

In this chapter are the photographic "memories" I have created for myself in my attempt to understand what happened to my brother -- how the story began, and the way it ended in this mystery.

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