It was a long day, but it ended nicely, with dinner at the hotel. FB asked me to translate for him while he caught up with his best friend, Mr. BL, a man whom he met back in the late 60’s, when FB was an educational advisor for the U.S. He was dismayed at the influx of refugees, and after interviewing some, found the plight of the bombing victims to be a life changing event. Mr. BL was the man that gathered the bombing survivor drawings, snuck them out underneath his clothes and also helped FB gather stories and testimonies from the refugees. It was cool to be able to share in the memories of a time you don’t read about in the history books. FB had some old ABC footage with him, black and white grainy film of his time in Laos, when he was a young man that spoke fluent Lao.