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...Educated and from a well-off northern family, Tram volunteered for battlefield duty on the southern front at the tender age of 24, just after graduating from medical school. She spent three and a half years operating a clandestine field clinic for communist soldiers in the jungles of Quang Ngai, in what was then South Vietnam, and began keeping a diary shortly after arrival. "Operated on one case of appendicitis with inadequate anesthesia," reads her first entry, dated April 8, 1968. "I had only a few meager vials of Novocain to give the soldier, but he never groaned once...
...Though she was to become quickly battle-hardened, Tram retained a girlish, almost naive idealism at her core, and her romanticized musings give the diaries a dimension besides the unending carnage of the front line. She pines for a lost love - a communist soldier she names only as "M," but he has vowed to be married only to the cause. She fends off seemingly endless declarations of love from patients. She also records passionate but platonic friendships with at least three younger soldiers, and an older Communist Party cadre, but is dismayed at the gossip these chaste relationships stir...
...Romanticism is in fact Tram's great animator. She romanticizes the Communist Party and upbraids herself for her bourgeois sentimentalism: "Oh, why was I born a dreamy girl, demanding so much of life?" But commitment to the cause notwithstanding, she remains hopelessly enchanted with Western literature, music and poetry, referencing Victor Hugo and Johann Strauss. Indeed, despite her contribution to the war effort, her party overseers conclude that "certain bourgeois characteristics still remain" within...
...Insofar as those characteristics include literary sensibilities, then that's no bad thing. Tram's observations of the war's everyday agonies are powerful and haunting. On July 29, 1969, she describes the flesh falling off a 20-year-old soldier brought to her after being burned by a U.S. phosphorus bomb: "His smiling, joyful black eyes have been reduced to two little holes - the yellowish eyelids are cooked. The reeking burn of phosphorus smoke still rises from his body." Later, she rages against the American enemy that has killed so many of her friends: "Hatred is bruising my liver...
...Translated by Andrew X. Pham and annotated by Tram's younger sister, Dang Kim Tram, Last Night I Dreamed of Peace offers a rare combination of lyricism, grit, passion and humanity. "What am I?" Tram asks at one point. "I am a girl with a heart brimming with emotions, yet with a mind that never falters before a complex and dangerous situation." She might have been speaking for a generation of idealistic young Vietnamese who never returned from the battlefields...