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I born in the year of SHEEP, here is what is Chinese calendar said: Those
born in the year of sheep are said to be charming, elegant and artistic, who
like material comforts. A bit of worrier they also have a tendency to
complain about thing, Jobs as actors, gardeners or beachcombers would
suit.
BATTAMBANG

Battambang before 1975
In 1972, while I was in Battambang high school, I joint the dancing group to
help school fun raising. We had a lot fun and made a lot friends from all high 2
schools in Battambang such as Eap Khut, Net Yang and Svay Por.
Thong F Chau’s Life Story written by himself – Last updated on Friday, September 25, 2009

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To Nay Tin Dance at Battambang University (1972)
With friends at Chamka Samrong (1974)
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Class of 1975 at Battambang High School (1975)


Thank Watleap for the picture
Life with Khmer Rouge

Khmer Rouge First day in control (April 1975)
Photo:Claude Juvenal/AFP/Getty Image
Teenager's life just as the blooming flowers in spring, every body flirt
around, built friendship, went out enjoyed life. Unfortunately in April 17,
1975, POL POT regime took over the country, we all lived as a death person,
friendship, future, fun, everything all gone.
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Some who lived in this regime had the same experience as I did, I don't
have to explain how bad it was. We lived day by day waiting for the next sun
light without knowing when we would die. This time of terror was controlled

by a heavy yoke of the so-called "Khmer Rouge" regime. This regime was
responsible for millions of souls which died from hunger, sickness, and
torture. They were terrible years, the years of zero and the years of
unthinkable nightmare.
On the 28, August 1978, I decided to get marry to avoid executed by KR (52
couples were married). We lived in hell, in the prison without wall for 3 years
8 months and 20 days until Jan. 7, 1979 when Vietnam came and took over.
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Life in Khmer Rouge Regime
Photo by:Alan Taibe/Corbis Sygma


Escaped from Cambodia
1st attempt

January, 1979 Vietnamese troops in Phnom Penh
In June 1979, my parents, my siblings, my wife and I decided to cross the

border to Thailand. On the highway 5 west bond from Battambang, we saw a
lot of death bodies laid in the rice field a long the road. We walked three
days to get at Norng Chan village in Thailand. On the way there, we spent a
lot of gold to bribe the militia.
Death body lay along the road
We lived in the blue plastic tent with ten thousands other refugees in the rice
field . There had no any organization to help but Thai soldiers watched over
us. Every body praised if United Nation would come to help us.
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Tent camp
Two weeks later, Thai government brought 20 to 30 city buses to pick us up

for three days, and we were told that we relocated to the new camp. It's was
the third day, we were the last one to get on the bus. We left Norng Chan
around 9:00 am, we got at Dong Rek mountain around 7:00pm. I
remembered seeing Thai police man who escorted us there, used the flash
light look around and under the bus to make sure we all got out. Thai
soldiers who station there, took command from there.
Thai transferred Cambodian Refugees with the city bus
In the middle of the jungle with no body around, the hope to see the new
camp all disappear from our mind. We were dump in the jungle on Dong Rek
mountain. Thai soldiers forced us to go down to the bottom of mountain.
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The Steep Mountain
10 of us and hundreds other refugees had to get down this very steep
mountain. It was an eye sore to see the elderly, small kids , pregnant
woman went down very slowly by crawling and holding rock and vines .
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Dang Rek trail
At the foot of the mountain, we saw a lot of people stayed there. We were
told that a lot mines on the field below and hundreds people died by
stepping on it. About 2 hours later, one guy had an idea to go back on the
top of the mountain by collecting the money to bribe the soldiers. Every
body chip in the money. Ten thousands Baths(Thai money) were collected
hoping the soldiers allow us to go back up. One hour later, we heard a few
round of shot gun on the top of mountain; more than 10 people died and a
lot more wounded. I knew one guy from high school's dance covered his
body with blood. He told us that when Thai soldiers got the money, they
were open fire at us. He died minutes later. Some of his friends and I made 9
a grid by using a tree branch and vines to fold him and put his body on the
side.
That night we couldn't sleep. The candle light and the sound of caught could

see and hear all over the forest, every body think what to do next.
In the morning, we ate the dry noodle that left from the camp. We had to
walk half kilo meter to get the water. On the way to the creek, hundreds of
death bodies lay a long the path, mostly were Khmer Islam who came four
days earlier. We had to step where the guy in front of us step to avoid
mines. We had to cross over the smelly decomposed death bodies. It took us
4-5 hours to get a gallon of water. One old lady next to me let her two
grand-children drank her urinate.
Sound of the mine blast near by; one young girl went looking for fire wood
stepping on mine, 4-5 more people died along with her.
Walked through jungle
Our lives were in danger, we had to made a stool and urine where we were ,
if we want to go somewhere to have privacy, every body else would stare
and scream at us which they were afraid that we might step on mine near
by. Some of us got sick from the heat of thousands of human bodies;
without fresh air and from the smelly of death bodies surrounding us, we
almost couldn't breath.
Now, just the matter of life and death, mines field was in front of us, Thai
soldiers were ready to shoot at us any time if we dare to return, we were
run out of food and had a hard time to get the water, the air and smell
getting worse. Every body knew dying were ahead of us and could be
happen at any time.
Early in the morning, my dad and a group of his friends decided to go 10
forward. Every body carried their belonging went toward the mines field. We
walked slowly and be carefully not to step on the wrong foot print of the
person in front of us. We crossed the smelly decomposed bodies with a lot of

worms moved around, we saw mines were hidden in the ground(mark by
person in front), we were so nervous and so scare.
Around noon time, we were almost pass the mines field and enter to the
woods again. We saw the shadow of two Vietnamese soldiers raised their
hands at the edge of the woods. We were so happy knowing that our lives
were almost out of danger. Luckily, one old lady in the group could speak
Vietnamese, she told those soldiers that there were thousands more people
in the jungle at the foot of that mountain on the other side of the mine field,
if they could go to help them. They told us that they were not allow to pass
the edge of this woods. Thai soldiers would shoot at them from the top of
that mountain if they saw them were in that field.
We were joyful, we smiled, we knew that we were still alive. Vietnamese
soldiers noticed that we still walked slowly and very be carefully; then, they
told us with the smile " there is no mines in this area , you can walk faster" .
About 30 minutes later, we were at the main road by the pond where these
soldiers camped. That was the second time Vietnamese soldiers save our
lives in 4 months.
The 29 days walked
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We were the first group to get in Cambodian territory and thousands more
followed.
BOOOMMM...sound of the blast from the mines field, some one must step on
mine, we knew that at least 10 more people died. We wondered, why Thai
government don't just let us go back the way we came, or at least dropped
us at POY PET border crossing , it was only 10 to 20 minutes from Nang
Chan.
One or two hours later, we followed two Vietnamese soldiers who escorted
us about two hours walked on the way to SA EM village. We rested, cook
and enjoyed bathing that we missed the whole week in the clear crystal
stream water near by.
A long walked
We continued walking days and nights on the gravel road. Some people run
out of shoes had to cut their blanket and tied to their feet used as sandals to 12
protect their feet from the rocky road. We walked 10 to 15 kilo meters a day
with the belonging on the shoulder. We slept on the road side when we were
tired.

Sarong, cloths, medicine , anything we had , we exchanged for rice with the
villagers a long the way.
Walking on week after week, we were at the bank of Steung Sen (Sen river).
The bridge were burned down by Khmer Rouge , but the water were at the
bottom of river and we could walk across easily. There were a lot of bamboo
on this side of the river's bank, so we decided not to cross the river yet . We
stay over night looking for bamboo shoot for cooking, and would cross the
river in morning.
It was a rainy night, we used the blue plastic as a roof to protect us from the
rain.
Flood River
Early next morning, we were surprised by seeing the floodwater filled up the
river bank. We were raised by Sangker river, so all of us know how to swim
except my wife who were from Phnom Penh. We wrapped all of our
belonging with the blue plastic used as a floating material. We walked up the
bank and swam down along the water stream cross the river. My wife held
on to the floating plastic while my younger brother swam in front and pull
her along, I held her and push from behind. All of our family crossed
successfully, but thousand more families with elderly and young children had
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to wait for help.
Couple days later, we reached Tbeng Meanchey the capital of Preas Vihear
province. We wondered if this place were liberated yet. Every body here still


wore black uniform. It was the first night that we didn't build tense, the
inhabitant let us sleep under their pile house where they kept their cattle.
Tbeng Meanchey
After a day of rest, we continued walking southbound toward Kampong

Thom province. We passed villages then enter to forest again. We collected
the dirty red color water from the oxcart's trace that left on the rocking road
for cooking. We were told that Khmer Rouge still hiding around in the jungle.
We noticed how Khmer Rouge engaged in the guerrilla war. They dig the
road deep about 1 meter , 0.5 meter wide cross back and forth, cut the big
trees and felt cross the way to stop Vietnamese army convoys from passing
through.
Couple days later, we saw the pole sign" Welcome to Kampong Thom" with
the dead body lied on the middle of the road. It's was the first time in three
weeks since we were at Dong Rek mountain to see the death person again.
We asked Kouy people ( minority) who took care the rubber plantation there
if Khmer Rouge still around. He told us that there were no Khmer Rouge
around here any more, that dead person in the middle of the road were a
thief.
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Jungle Road
We rested at the intersection of Highway 6 between Kampong Thom and

Siem Reap for one day. My older sister and her husband were sick. We were
told that thousand people who were light skin(Chinese) that waiting for help
at Stung Sen, were diverted to Phnom Dek (Iron mountain)by militia's
provincial . They were accursed as traitors who run away from the country
after liberated. Later, I heard that a lot of them died by hunger and
sickness.
When we arrived at Staung , all my wife's great aunt relatives gave us a
warm welcome. I remembered I had a hair cut by my cousin in-law there.
We had fresh noodle soup at the Staung's market which laid a long Steung
Sen. We rested there for couple days. The broadcast from Voice of America,
" United Nation have rescued Cambodia survivors from Dong Rek mountain",
they been saved after 3 weeks of miserable life in the mountain. We weren't
disappointed from this news, and we were glad that we were still alive.
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Vietnamese's soldier at the market
(Picture from National Geographic)
We left Staung and walked a long national route 6 towards Siem Reap. This
time we were not worry of lacking of water any more, there were many
villages along the way.
Four days later, we saw the top of Angkor Wat temple from far away. We
were so happy knowing that we were almost home.
It was the 29th day of walked since we left Dong Rek mountain, my feet
swollen, my thighs burned red with pus, both side of my shoulders hurt from
carrying the pole of our belonging and food, I knew I couldn't walked any
longer.
At Siem Reap, we were given rice. we rested under one big pile house for
the night. In the morning, my wife and all of my siblings went to see Angkor
Wat. I couldn't walk there.
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Cambodian militiaman stands guard at Angkor Wat
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Cambodian soldier at the village in Siem Reap
It would take us at least 10 more days to walk to Battambang, the

Vietnamese's armor truck would charge us 5 chi(1 chi=3.75 grams) of gold
for 10 of us , but we didn't have any more gold. Luckily, one of our neighbor 18
at Sala Ta An had boat ride business between Siem Reap and Battambang.
He charged us 2 chies and let us owed him, so we had a boat ride home.
There were a lot more people went with us. We had to leave early walked a

long Siem Reap River to Tonle Sap (Great Lake) to avoid the early storm at
the lake. It took us about 10 hours to get to Sala Ta An.
Battambang - Siem Reap cargo

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Boat ride from Siem Reap to Battambang(Sangker River)
Back Home
Our neighbors welcome us back, my dad's friends brought us some rice and
blankets, we were so glade that we all made home.
Two days later, the village's chief whom we knew long time ago came to
detained my father, my uncle and some more of his families at Wat Keo by
accusing them as traitors who run away from the country. He wanted some
gold from us to bail out my dad , we didn't have any more gold. He released
them two weeks later.
It was the first time in my life that I had to have a responsible for the whole
family. I was so worry , I grew up with my family , went to school , Khmer
Rouge took over, married, Vietnamese deliberated, It was all my dad who
made a responsibility , now it was my turn.
Make a Living
I went to my friends looking for the teaching job at Lycee Monivong
(Monivong High school) formerly Lycee Battambang , but it didn't have any
job open.
One of my friend asked me to go to the border to buy stuff with him, that
was the beginning of my responsibility to make a living to support the 20
family.
My friend and I ride a bicycle to Sisophon to his uncle house. We got there
around 4:00pm. We waited until dark to go to the border, to get away from

Vietnamese patrol. In the jungle, we met more people there. We were be
careful not to misstep from the path or we would fall in the pit of bamboo
spikes that hidden along the trail.
In the morning at Thai border, Thai villagers brought a lot different stuffs to
sell at the edge of the jungle at the border line. I remembered the first
merchandise I bought was a bicycle and a beg of green bean. I made 2
huns(.2 chi of gold) from that. I was so happy , it was my first time to made
money by my own.
One time I went into Thai village to buy Sarong and we were chase by Thai
soldiers, we run back into the jungle. One man run next to me were shot at
the leg when we were almost in the jungle, we managed to pull him in to
save his life.
Me in the jungle near Thai border 1979 (first picture since 1975)
About one month later, in the jungle at the border something had been
changed. There were Khmer guerrilla camp by the pound at the border. It
was called Camp 007 later changed its name to Chomrom Thmei. They
called themselves Khmer Sereika (Free Khmer). They started to control the
place where we used to buy goods. Goods smuggled in from Thai getting
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worst, we were not only faced Thai soldiers; the villager's bandits in the
jungle and Vietnamese border patrol, now we faced one more , the Khmer
Sereika.


It was the beginning of the refugees started to settle at the camp.
There were three camps at the border , one was Chomrom Chass, second
was Chorom Thmei, and the third was Pnom Chhat ( Khmer Rouge's Camp).
One day, I met Khmer Rouge's soldiers by the pond on the way to the
border, they stopped us for a meeting and told us go to Phnom Chhat to get
free rice. It scared me to death , I managed to get out of the meeting, and
went straight to the boder in a hurry.
Khmer Sereika
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Khmer Rouge in jungle
In November 21, 1979, Khao I Dang were established. The UNHCR workers
went to Chorom Thmei every day for one month with Thai city bus to pick up
refugees who want to live in Khao I Dang camp. With the discouragement
propaganda from Khmer Sereika, and with the experience of Dong Rek, it
seem no body care to go to Khao I Dang.
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Cambodian refugees went west to the camp
Refugee Camp at the Thai-Cambodian border
This time no one in my family interested to go to the camp, They were afraid
of going to Dong Rek again.
In January 19, 1980, my first born baby died (he died 10 minutes after birth
, at that time I was at the border), it were miscalculated by midwife about
one week.
About a month later, my wife's friends came from Vietnam( they escaped to
Vietnam during Khmer Rouge regime) and asked me to take them to Khao I 24
Dang camp. Three of my friends and I agreed to take them there. It was a
little hard at first because one girl didn't speak Cambodian, she spoke
Vietnamese, but we managed to pass the first and second check point (Kser

Triem) of Khmer Sereika. We slept in Chorom Thmei over night and then
waited until dark to go to Khao I Dang(there were no longer bus to pick up,
we had to walk through jungle to get there). On the way we were shot by
Thai villagers who tried to rob us. Around 4.00a.m. we managed to get in
the camp.
In Khao I Dang camp, it looked very secured and the refugees got every
thing from rice's pot to the blanket , the nice hut , unlike the first time that I
came to Nong Chan had nothing. The water tanks was at every where and
they even had the rest room at every section, They provided every thing.
Gifts from UNHCR at refugee's camp
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Khao I Dang camp
Water at camp
2nd attempt
When I came back home, I asked my parent if they wanted to go to Khao I
Dang, but all my family said no. On March 1980, my wife and I decided to go
to Khao I Dang, my youngest brother came with us.
As usual, we rest in Chorom Thmei for one night and wait for the next day
until dark to go to Khao I Dang. This time Khmer Sereika wouldn't let us go
by ourselves, they said they would escort us by charging 1000 baths per 26
person. We walked about 20 minutes in the jungle trail, then,the Sereika
stopped and started to point the gun at us and demanded all Thai money
and gold, after we were striped, they let us go by ourselves. Luckily I knew


the way. We waited until 4 or 5:00 am to go in the camp hoping Thai soldier
wouldn't notice us. When we walked toward to the camp, Thai soldiers
spotted us and they started shooting. We all run, my wife felt down , she
paralyzed with fear, with the sac-a-dos on my back, I lifted and pull her
toward the barbed-wire fence. We made it into the camp, her body
scratched every where from the head to toe.
In the morning, I went out looking for my brother at the detention center. I
met him while he were looking for me,too. I saw the old couple who came
with me from that night was in there, they were caught. With my friend
arranged, we got name list to stay in the camp. That night, my wife had a
bad nightmare, from the sound of the wind that blow the blue plastic tent's
roof (the sound were similar to the sound of the sarong when she run from
the night before), she woke me up and told me to run because she thought
Thai soldiers chasing her again.
First picture in Khao I Dang( May 1980)
In July 1980, our name were listed to go to USA. We moved to Chhunn

Bourie for one month awaiting for transfer to the third country. The building
we stayed were not even finish build yet, but there were a lot freedom here 27
more then Khao I Dang where we lived in the barbed-wire fence as
prisoners. In Chhunn Bourie, we could go out to market and some of us
even went to see a movie.

When we left Chhun Borie, about 100 of us took the city bus toward Bang
Kok, we got to the big hotel with all kind of flags surrounding it, it was
around 6:00pm. Every body were so happy thinking that this was the first
night ever in our lives that we would sleep in the luxury hotel. Actually, we
went all the way to the top of the roof that had nothing ,but empty cement
floor . We all sat down and laugh waiting until almost midnight to go to Bang
Kok airport for transferring to Philippines.
In the morning of August 1980, we were at Manila. We were very excited

with the beautiful city by the ocean, the horn from the ship at the dock and
the tall buildings in the city made us as seeing the new life in the new world.
It was a very fresh environment. We got on the city bus for 3 or 4 hours
thought the zic zac road along the deep mountain valley to Morong, Battaan.
We lived at the camp called Philippines Refugee Processing Center (PRPC)
which was a big and nice facility on the top of the hill where used to be the
battled ground of world war II.
Life was more relaxed with the different activities. We swam in the gusting
creek near by, walked to the beach along the water stream and came back
with a hand full of guava fruits on the way home. We studied English to
prepare for our new country. I remember watching movie " Supper Man I "
there. Together with Vietnamese and Lao-Hmong refugees but separated
Neighbor Hood , we had experience that we all were not get along. One after
noon at soccer match , Cambodian and Vietnamese had a big fight.
We stayed there for 4 months awaiting for our name calling to make our way
to our permanents resentments in America. By the way at that time my wife
were 8 months pregnant , we were worry that we would stay here longer
awaiting for my baby born. But Luckily, my classmate's friend in high school
Sam Sun Rany who worked with the nurse there helping her to pass the test
to come to USA.
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Philippines Refugee Processing Center
Cambodian Refugees built Bayon scopture in Morong, Bataan
New Life in America
Finally, my time was coming, on December 17, 1980 I flew from Manila to
Honolulu , got the I-94 then continued to San Francisco , slept there over 29
night and transferred the flight to San Diego where my cousin lived.
My son David born two weeks later on January 3rd 1981. Life seem to be
better with a little different culture.


On November 17, 1983 , all my family were in the state, too, except my
other young brother, he rather stayed in Cambodia .
Unfortunately, my mom died 4 months later on April 22, 1984, 5 days after
my youngest daughter, Linda, born. She had a brain tumor. Actually, she
was my step mom, she raised me since I was 2 years old. My biological mom
died 2 months after she gave birth to my younger brother. Since I was
young, I always walked away when I heard the song "Kon Euy Ot Mer ". It
made me cry.
Family Reunion (1984)
On June 1, 1984, I graduated from City College with A.S. Degree. That were
the first group of Cambodians graduation from City College.
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My graduation from City College
At first, American people seem not to believe how worst were life in
Cambodia, not until early November, 1984 when " The Killing Fields" movie
had been nominated for seven Academy Awards.
The San Diego Union the leading news papers in San Diego called me for
interview to find out if the movie show a real life in Cambodia during Pol Pot
reign of terror.
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My son David and I on the front page of The San Diego Union (1984)
Supported Khmer Politic
In 1986 my friends and I organized a fun raising to support H.E Son San the
president of KPNLF (Khmer People Nationalist Liberation Front). The KPNLF
was one of the main resistance groups to emerge along Thai border in 1979
following the fall of the Khmer Rouge to fight with Vietnamese military.
We honored him to stay at my house any time when he came to San Diego
to have a fun raising.
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H.E. Son San and Me (1986)
H.E. Son San and his supporters at my house (1987)
Class of 75's Reunion

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In 1990, I met my high school class mate Mrs. Sambour Rathany, we were
very excited, we talked and asking for the old friends. That was the
beginning of the class of 75 reunion. I called my friends around to organize

the community for the party, but no body dare to do it , I got the
discouragement instate. So Sambour Rathany and I decided to partner up
and go ahead to do it by mailing the letter to all friends who we knew to get
the input.
Two years later in 1992,Class of 75 reunion made it happen. We were very
excited to meet each others. Some friends from as far as France,
Switzerland , Canada and friends all over the states came to meet each
other in San Diego. It was the unforgettable night.
We organized two more similar parties after ward at Disneyland hotel in
1995 and at Marriott hotel in Santa Ana in 2000.
Class of 75 Reunion at Marriott Hotel & Marina, San Diego,Ca.USA (1992)
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Speech at the reunion with my partner Mrs. Sambou Rathany (1992)
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Class of 75 Reunion at Disneyland Hotel, Santa Ana,Ca.USA (1995)
Class of 75 Reunion at Marriott Hotel , Santa Ana, Ca. USA (2000)
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Divorced
America is the land of opportunity, the land of freedom, the heaven on
earth, but it had the price to pay for that. My marriage end in 1995. My

three kids stayed with their mom, I gave up everything for them, my house
,my business and my love. It was not easy, I had to live with a death
memory. The only thing I had left is my life.
In July 1978 when Nieradei Khmer Rouge (Southwest of Cambodia) came to
control PeyYorp Khmer Rouge (West of Cambodia), they killed all of the Pey
Yorp's leaders. Then, I was a mobile teenager ( Kong Cha latt ) in the Pey
Yoep's group . The Nieradei accused our group (12 of us) as we were the
imperialist , they sent us to a constraint's camp awaiting the AngKa order.
That night , all of us wouldn't sleep thinking how to escape from that place.
At midnight , when no body at guard, we left very quickly, walked across the
rice field and swam across the river toward our old village. Almost dawn, we
were almost there, that where I met my former wife. She carried a spade for
her privacy. I joked with her that it was not the morning yet, why you went
to work so early? I told her we were escaped and looking the place to hide.
She gave me her own meal for two weeks while I was in hiding and she
shared meal with her friends. She married me to let me get out of the hiding
place (August 28th, 1978 with 52 couples married at the same time).
Without her, I was a death person by now. So when we spited, I didn't want
anything, I paid back what she used her life to save mine.
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My kids: David; Rosa and Linda (1992)


The United Cambodian Charity,Inc(UCC)
After the coup d'etat in Cambodia July 7- 8, 1997, Mr. Lim Chheang and I
organized a non profit organization, The United Cambodian Charity,Inc
(UCC) to help the mishap Cambodians in the country. I served as the
chairman and help organize the fun raising for the charity.
We hired one manager to work for us in Cambodia ; hired two teachers to
teach Cambodian kids who couldn't afford to go to public school at Kbal
Tnol; hired one doctor for community at Sre Ambel ( Koh Kong) and help
pay for 10 training nurses there. We rented the facilities of two classes and a
clinic. So we had to raise the money at least $1000.00 a month to run the
organization. I started to organized the party almost every month to raised
the money, that what now is my expertise.
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Classes in Cambodia at Kbal Thnol (1999)
Helping Community
In 1999, Mr. Lim Cheang and I help organized Cambodian's New Year for
Wat Khemarakrattanaram(Wat 47), The Cambodian Buddhist Society of San
Diego,Inc to raise $20,000.00 for down payment of four lots across the
temple(the lots cost $200,000.00).
I were voted to be Vice president, and than be a secretary until the temple
paid off the loan in 2007. During that years, the association had very close
relationship with the San Diego City and The San Diego City Police 39
department.
I had challenge two big courts issues with the other groups whom wanted to
take over the temple with jealousy. We won both of them. Than I did help to

amend bylaw of the association for protecting the temple not to let those
bad guy easily take over.
I resigned from the board in 2008 and lived my normal life with my family.
Me @ San Diego Police head quarter (2005)
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Mr. Lim Cheang, Mr. Ung Sarin and I with San Diego Police's Chief David Bejarano(2005)
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CEA help organize Cambodian' New Year @ the park in San Diego (2006)
www.watkhemararatanaram.org


New Family
With the reference from my friend who lives in Canada, on December 14,
2002, I went to Cambodia to marry her cousin who was a divorced woman
with one daughter.
At that time, I went to check my project " UCC " witch I sent money every
month to help the community. I was disappointed , the manager didn't turn
in the project papers that what I was asking for. When I came back home , I
resigned from the board director.
In February 24, 2003, my wife and her daughter came to USA and live with
me in San Diego, California.
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The wedding day on December 2002 in Cambodia


At Midway Museum
My wife (Diep Dolina) is a youngest daughter of her family. Her father's

Foot note:
name was Diep Sim and her mother's name was Bin Bo Berlin. They had
nine children(5 boys and 4 girls).
On March 18, 1970, there were a coup d'etat by General Lon Nol who ousted
Prince Norodom Sihanouk from power. During that time, there were a civil
war between Lon Nol's government and Khmer Rouge, which supported by
Vietcong.
Then, Mr. Diep Sim worked as a Chief of land surveyor at Siem Reap
province and Mrs. Bin Bo Berlin worked as a teacher.
Miss. Diep Vandara aka Mek was the oldest daughter and she was the only
one in the family to joint the Siem Reap's high school commando, she died
in battle ground while fighting with Vietcong to protect the country in 1970.
She was an hero and were honor from all over the country.
Her life story were publish in 1970 by author Tang Vonsa.
Mr. Ma Lauvpy who was the most famous song writer during the 70's, wrote
a song Bandam Neng Diep Vannara witch sang by the most talented singers
at all time Mr. Sin Sisamout and Ms. Houy Meas
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author: Tang Vonsa, published in 1970
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Bandam neang Diep Vandara
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Thank you for reading my home page. Now, enjoy with the stars from
Cambodia
.
For the concert near you, please go to www.cambodianentertainment.net
Mrs. Chhoun Sovannchhai & Friends at Golden Gate, SF.
Chhoun Sovannchhai and friends at Seattle, WA.
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Touch Srey Leak , Khiev Sampet, CEA at Denver
Chan Samai, Sampo Lida, Chhoun Srey Mao , Chin Vathana and CEA
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Rey Meas vol. 99 - 100
CEA with Dara Rey Meas
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CEA with Khmer Stars @ Stocton,CA.
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Welcomme to CEA home page. Cambodian Entertainmen nt of Amerrica will bring

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To Nay Tin Dance at Battambang University (1972)

With friends at Chamka Samrong (1974)

Class of 1975 at Battambang High School (1975)

Thank Watleap for the picture

Life with Khmer Rouge

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In June 1979, my parents, my siblings, my wife and I decided to cross the

Death body lay along the road

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Two weeks later, Thai government brought 20 to 30 city buses to pick us up

Thai transferred Cambodian Refugees with the city bus

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Walked through jungle

The 29 days walked

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After a day of rest, we continued walking southbound toward Kampong

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We rested at the intersection of Highway 6 between Kampong Thom and

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It would take us at least 10 more days to walk to Battambang, the

Battambang - Siem Reap cargo

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Refugee Camp at the Thai-Cambodian border

Gifts from UNHCR at refugee's camp

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First picture in Khao I Dang( May 1980)

In July 1980, our name were listed to go to USA. We moved to Chhunn

In the morning of August 1980, we were at Manila. We were very excited

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Cambodian Refugees built Bayon scopture in Morong, Bataan

New Life in America

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Family Reunion (1984)

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Supported Khmer Politic

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H.E. Son San and his supporters at my house (1987)

Class of 75's Reunion

Class of 75 Reunion at Marriott Hotel & Marina, San Diego,Ca.USA (1992)

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Class of 75 Reunion at Marriott Hotel , Santa Ana, Ca. USA (2000)

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Me @ San Diego Police head quarter (2005)

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My wife (Diep Dolina) is a youngest daughter of her family. Her father's