Three weeks ago, as the fall of South Viet Nam grew imminent, Jim Mills, 39, a trucking contractor in Livermore, Calif., became increasingly uneasy. He had spent six months in Viet Nam in 1967 as an aircraft maintenance engineer and had made many Vietnamese friends. As he read and watched the before-the-fall reports out of Saigon, he recalls, "I said to my wife, 'What do you think?' She knows I'm a nut." Two days later Mills headed for Saigon, carrying $10,000 in cash. By last week his spontaneous, one-man relief mission had whisked 110...
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