The situation seemed hopeless, but as the gate was being closed, An instinctively reached under the gate with his left hand and used his right to push the diminutive Dr. Tuyen under the gate. No more than eighteen inches separated the gate from the ground. There was no time to say good-bye or thank you. “Run,” An said as tears ran down his face. Tuyen was also crying and could say nothing except “I can never forget.”65
