Not until a month ago did I learn that my dad had horrific experiences during the Vietnam war as a Northern Vietnamese citizen. He was a student when the war was at its height in 1972. All the students in his university had to move from the capital to a province far away to avoid being bombed. When people just finished moving, the new place got bombed. He had to move to another city to do an internship. When he just started the internship, the place he worked at got bombed and he had…