I wish this was longer because there's a lot more I'd like to read and know about Americans living in Saigon in the early sixties. This is a too cursory but personal and candid take on an often overlooked but important circumstance, focusing on the interpersonal and cross-cultural dynamics, and from a woman's perspective, which makes it even better. From the chapter Wives:
"She was twitchy, excessively sensitive, and aggressive, approaching people with warm words and a discontented expression around her mouth, sometimes turning away abruptly as if her feelings had been bruised. She always took care to introduce me to people, in an embarrassingly aggressive manner . . ."
Strikes me as the personification of America's early presence in Vietnam.