
This was taken at Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. Esther was about 1 year old. People thought Edith adopted her since she looked like a Mexican kid. It was a beautiful place. I have to thank Dr. Paredes for the trip.
I write this blog for my children Esther, Andrew and Elliott with my wife's support. This is the story of their father and his continuing struggle for freedom in Burma. I also want to let the world know about the stories of my friends who died in the Burmese jungle and prisons while fighting for freedom in Burma.
This story had a happy ending. I was there to help the refugees build a clinic. They came and got me at night. The father told me that placenta had not come out yet. Mother did not know she was having twins. I did the exam and felt the baby's head. The baby was blue when he came out. We did all kinds of stimulation (hold upside down, suction mucus with suction bulb, slapping feet..etc) without any luck. Finally, mouth to mouth resuscitation did the magic. That was the sweetest cry we heard. I was sure parents were excited too.
This is the same place almost 10 years later. I went back there multiple times. Of course not to the Burmese side. The house at the left corner is Burmese immigration office.
Front row: (left to right) Ah Phwar Gyi (remember the picture in which she was training with a bamboo gun), resettled in Silverspring, MD. Yan Naung (lives in Northern Virginia), Phoe Thet (resettle in Northern Virginia)
Amputating a landmine victim in a border clinic. This villager stepped on a landmine probably left by Burmese army. Burmese army usually placed anti-personal mines after they cleared or burnt ethnic villages in order to deter villagers from coming back. This villager was lucky to be a alive. Amputation was done without general anesthesia. I believe they use Ketamine and Morphine. Burma has probably the highest or second highest landmine victims after Cambodia.
Hua Hin beach (Thailand). We enjoyed a beautiful moment at Hua Hin beach. It is a beautiful beach as not crowded as Phuket or Pataya. I was the only one wearing glass, showing off my well-built chest. The tall guy who is stading next to me (wearing a dark jacket) was also shot in the thigh at the same battle I got injured. Ko Kyaw Ko (far left), was also shot in the face and lost a few teeth. Thank god, he got shot by a M1 Carbine (0.30 caliber) in stead of an assult G3 rifle (7.62 caliber). Bullet went through side to side of his face and took a few teeth with it.
Ah Ba U Soe Lwin. He was a true fighter. He fought for Burma's independence against British and Japanese. Then, he fought against Burmese dictators for almost40 years. He passed away due to old age. He had been very kind to us, helping a hand when we build a new camp near his area. ( I was wearing a camouflage shirt.)
I am the middle person in third row (from top). I was studying medical technology at MCV. This is the first time I ever been in a year book and they forgot put my name in there. (Darn!) We do not have a tradition of having yearbook in Burma and I did not go to high school here. I met a lot of wonderful people at Medical Technology program and some of them I still keep in touch with until now.