A RESCUE REMEMBERED
A recent reunion celebrated the dramatic day 30 years ago when 346 Vietnamese were saved from a sinking ship.
By KRISTINE NGHIA VU SPECIAL TO THE REGISTER
EDITOR’S NOTE: Wednesday marks the 30th anniversary of the day a cargo ship, the Wellpark, plucked 346 Vietnamese men, women and children off a sinking boat in the stormy South China Sea.
The man who led the rescue boats, Andrew Griffin – then the Wellpark’s second mate – died three years ago of cancer at age 55. He lived in Scotland.
But many of the people rescued by Griffin and others on the Wellpark live – and thrive – in Orange County. Those survivors and their relatives, plus people connected to the Wellpark, held a reunion recently in Garden Grove. Below is an edited version of Kristine Vu’s account of the rescue. To read her full, unedited story, and to see more pictures of the reunion, go to ocregister.com/life.
Once we set foot on the boat to leave Vietnam, we were exasperated from the seemingly endless and strenuous journey. …
We were packed like a can of sardines at the bottom of the boat. … There was no room to move or breathe. We were forced to lie on a damp floor, and the stench of the dripping sweat from the person next to you was wildly nauseating. We had to endure noxious living situations along with the smell of diesel gas and sea water, all mixed with vomit. … We were exposed to the foul odors for days as the boat rocked back and forth relentlessly.
As the sun was setting, we became frightened as the blackness of the night consumed the horizon. The only sounds that could be heard were the waves crashing against our boat. Darkness did not come alone; it was accompanied by other unfortunate challenges. The compass began to malfunction, and the steering wheel was damaged. The sea water was slowly leaking into our boat. The water pumper was useless and, as a result, we had to manually dump it out.
We were no longer in control of this vessel. We stood helplessly as the ocean determined our fate.
On the fourth evening, underneath the heavens, a storm was quickly making its way toward us. The atmosphere and attitudes dramatically changed. Not only was the ship damaged, our resolve and morale were damaged as well. Our worst fears were becoming reality. The only thing that awaited us was death.
Just as misfortune seemed apparent, a small bird resembling a sparrow appeared out of nowhere and planted itself on top of the sail.
It perched itself without a care in the world. Even with a raging storm stalking us, the bird was there to assure we saw the light through this dimly lit tunnel. All it took was a bird to calm everyone down and give them hope. Everyone believed that the bird was a sign of a predestined fate because as soon as it appeared, a miracle happened. The Wellpark was our savior, and came just in the nick of time. Four hundred lives were saved and the reality of how fragile life was was on full display that fateful day.
After we were rescued, the Wellpark continued its course with 346 new and relieved passengers on board.
Thirty years have passed, and every time I reminisce about my life, I … remember my journey to Wellpark; the captain, crew members. … Thank you for giving all of us a future.
HONORS: Pat Griffin, of Newcastle, Scotland, above, is supported by daughter Carmel Fenton as she faces the people her late husband, Andrew Griffin, saved. At left, Nga Trinh and Chi Pham at the reunion.
JEBB HARRIS, THE ORANGE COUNTY REGISTER REUNITED: Chi Pham gets a hug from Hector Connell, who was captain of the Wellpark when it rescued Pham, one of 346 Vietnamese boat people, in 1 978. Connell was among a handful of Wellpark crew and family who came to the reunion.