Fall? Waning Blood Moon
Woke up again this morning to snow covered trees and lawn. The snow hasn’t let up since then, but no snow accumulates on the roads and driveways and sidewalks. We’re still warm at ground level.
The truck had passed the 3,000 mile mark for an oil change a couple of weeks ago, so I got it in to Carlson’s today.
While I was there, a Vietnamese man sat down and we got to talking. He’s lived here 20 years. “I go back 2-3 years to visit my family. They live in Saigon City. No job. Poor.” In his opinion Toyota stopped making good vehicles about 8-9 years ago. Now “they make them all over. China. Vietnam. Korea. Everywhere. Quality not as good.” He’s here primarily to earn money for his family since a job there often pays $40-50 U.S. a month.
We talked about Cambodia for a bit. “Not safe. Americans who live there left. There a lot of Americans in Saigon City. Looks like a small American city right in Saigon City.” He went on, “After 1975, American’s left. Ten years they’re back with their families.”
After he left, I worked on a tour for the MIA. The subject matter? Asian art.