The first time Huỳnh Thị Chút set foot in the United States, she came to see Gary Wittig, the man she met in Danang during the height of the Vietnam War.

The daughter that Chút had with Wittig, Nguyễn Thị Kim Nga, flew from her Nebraska home of 17 years to meet her father’s family in a suburb of Atlanta, in the southeastern U.S. state of Georgia. With a newfound cousin, Nga met her mother at Atlanta’s Hartsfield-Jackson international airport.

After a drive to the suburbs, Chút reunited with Wittig, now frail and on oxygen, 48 years after they parted.

The reunion was “completely amazing,” said Christine Kimmey, Wittig’s niece who joined Nga at the airport.

“She (Chut) placed her hands on him and started massaging his lung, massaging his arms. They just sat there and smiled,” said Kimmey, who added she couldn’t describe the excitement and joy of the Oct. 3 event. 

“It’s the best thing that could ever happen to my uncle,” she said.

Wittig and Chút still could not speak each other’s languages. The other unchanged element of their relationship: Chút’s smile remained the same, according to Wittig, who died Nov. 24, hours after his extended, blended family gathered for Thanksgiving.

​A love affair

In 1968, Wittig, then 23, was on his second tour in Vietnam when he met Chút, then 19, at Camp Tien Sha, part of Danang Air Base.

Wittig, a seaman aboard the USS Pocono LCC 16 who began his U.S. Navy service in 1962, drove supply runs between the camp and the base where Chút and many young Vietnamese women worked as cleaners.

“Many American soldiers brought their trucks there to get them washed,” Chút, now 69, recalled. “They often left their trucks for us to wash and came back after the washing was done. But Gary stayed.”

Although Wittig didn’t speak Vietnamese and Chút could say only a few English words, they felt an attraction when they washed his truck together.

But Chút was married with a son and a husband who was a paratrooper in the U.S.-allied Army of the Republic of Vietnam. At the time, Chút said she thought their affair was just “fun” until she discovered she was pregnant and told Wittig, who was scheduled to leave Vietnam.

“I knew she was pregnant with my child and I knew it was a girl,” Wittig, 72, said while lying in his bed in a small house in Riverdale, an Atlanta suburb. A heavy smoker, Wittig has had chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD) since his return from Vietnam and has been on oxygen support for three years. He has been bedridden since September, when a fall triggered a heart attack.

No one knows how many Amerasians were born, and ultimately left behind, in Vietnam during the decade-long war that ended in 1975.

Wittig said even if his daughter had been born before he left Vietnam, it would have been too “complicated to get paperwork done for [Chút and Nga] to come to the U.S. as refugees.”

Chút’s late husband knew about the affair but accepted the baby fathered by an American.

“He took her as his own child,” said Chút, who burned all the pictures and anything related to Wittig when the American troops withdrew from Vietnam because she was afraid of getting in trouble under the communist regime.

An American dream

Nga grew up with three half brothers in Me Pu, a rural village in the central province of Bình Thuận.

“I felt lucky” Nga said. Her stepfather treated her “fairly” she said, unlike many children fathered by American soldiers.

After her stepfather died of cancer, Nga’s family struggled and she dropped out of school to work.

But she continued to nurture a dream of finding her American father.

“I kept asking myself why I didn’t have a dad,” Nga said.

Attempts to emigrate

Three times Nga tried to migrate to the U.S.

Nga tried to be adopted by a Vietnamese family that was willing to pay her so they could use her biracial status to obtain one of the special visas issued under the American Homecoming Act or Amerasian Homecoming Act, which took effect in 1989 and gave preferential immigration status to children in Vietnam born of U.S. fathers.

She failed to obtain one of the special visas on her own.

She tried to engage in a fake marriage with a Vietnamese man willing to pay all the costs of paperwork needed to get a visa.

“I wanted to commit suicide,” Nga said.

Then, in 1994, she married Nguyễn Quế, a Me Pu man, who “did everything to find a way and spent all the money we earned to travel to Hồ Chí Minh City to look for information on how to get a visa to the U.S.”

Finally, an anthropologist at the U.S. consulate in Hồ Chí Minh City identified Nga as Amerasian and in 2000, Nga, Quế and their then-5-year-old son, Nguyễn Công Xuân, left Vietnam for Omaha, Nebraska.

Nga was one of more than 23,000 Amerasians who have entered the U.S. under the act.

“We came to the U.S. with just a suitcase full of clothes. That was all we had,” said Nga, who decided that she could not spend the time or money to find her father.

​A dream revived

Nga and Quế worked in a Mexican food service company, Casa De Oro Foods LLC. 

“My husband had to work two jobs at the same time to raise our family,” Nga said.

Her family grew in 2002 with the birth of Vui “Jessica” Nguyễn and again in 2005 with Tươi “David” Nguyễn.

After Casa De Oro was bought by another company, the couple lost their jobs. Nga found work as a manicurist, and Quế became an Omaha Public Schools janitor.

“We now have a house, a car and we have become U.S. citizens. We were lucky to having met good friends who helped us in the early days,” Nga said. “I’m illiterate, and I’m from a poor Vietnamese village, so I would never, ever think I could have what I have today.”

Early this year, Nguyễn Thị Minh, a friend Nga had made in Omaha, found her American father through DNA testing. The discovery set Nga on a quest to find her father. No more than 3 percent of the Ameriasians in the U.S. have found their fathers.

Nga knew only that her father’s name was Gary and that she had been born shortly after he left Vietnam.

Earlier this year, in January, she sent a sample of her saliva to a genetic testing service. Three months later, Cheryl Hester, the DNA detective who helped Minh find her dad, found a match for Nga.

“(Nga) had a close match that was a first cousin on her father’s side and she had a second cousin on her father’s mother’s side. So she had two matches that were coming in what we call triangulation,’” said Hester, who is a Vietnam veteran’s daughter.

Hester contacted Wittig’s niece Kimmey on Facebook on March 31.

“I knew right away what it was about,” Kimmey said.

Wittig’s late wife, Linda, “for some reason let me and my sister know that Gary had a child in Vietnam,” said Kimmey, even though nobody else in the family discussed the child.

​Answered prayer

In 1969, five years after coming home from Vietnam, Wittig had married his wife after meeting her at a photo lab in Largo, Florida. Linda died of breast cancer in 2006.

“I wish I could take those 30 years back, but I can’t,” said Wittig, smiling at the memory of his late wife.

The two didn’t have children.

“What was special about this case was the father didn’t have any children and of course the wife has already passed,” said Hester who has worked on “at least a hundred cases from Vietnam War era.”

“It’s unusual to find a father that didn’t have any children,” she said. “That was what was really, really special about (Nga’s) case. That stood out.”

The DNA detective said she didn’t know “if that would have affected (Wittig)’s response to (Nga).” She had had many cases in which American fathers didn’t accept their Amerasian children.

“The No. 1 reason why they don’t bother is because there’s a wife living. Was the wife around, then that’s usually a really bad sign,” Hester said. “The biggest obstacle that I’ve seen is the wife.”

Nga was nervous before her first meeting with Wittig on April 14. Would he accept her? Would his family?

Wittig, however said he is a religious person and had been praying to God to send him an angel.

“God heard my prayer,” said Wittig who calls Nga “Angel.”

“I had a wife. I don’t have any children. Not because of her. Not because of me. She couldn’t have children,” he said. “When Angel came along, I was delighted. I was in seventh heaven.”

“Not everyone in my family has met Angel, but they know about the impact she has on Uncle Gary,” Kimmey said.

“Whatever he calls me, I’m happy,” said Nga, who wishes she had found her father sooner so she could take care of him. “I’m happy to be called Angel. … God guided me to find my father.”

Every day before his death, Nga called Wittig to check on him. Since that first encounter, she’s visited him on Father’s Day, in October for the reunion of her mother with Wittig, and most recently, for Thanksgiving.

“I’m sad for him,” Chút said. “But I am happy for my daughter to finally find her father. Her dream has come true.”

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