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The Stairs Of Woman Hill (Phnom Srei) E Rocco Caldwell
Disparity rested among the bleached bones and stainless steel table. The hum of the electric lights filtered like a fine dust. Difficulty to tell how old the remains were but my guess placed the death twenty eight years ago. Wasn't much of him left just a partial skull, portion of the ribcage and a few toes? The animals made off with the rest of him probably decades ago. The lab's atmosphere carried the scent of disinfectant and the chill made my lips blue. There was more than enough DNA to run the mitochondrial test and determine the ID of the poor person. I began the tedious task of extracting from the bones the material needed to run the test carefully removing the morrow and placing some of it on the lab slides. The reports said the remains were located near a wonderful stone stairway known in Cambodia as the Stairs of Woman Hill where the ruins of a Buddhist temple called Wat Nokor sat. There had been many bombing raids in the southern parts of that country during the war. The remains would never have reached the laboratory if not for the dog tags. The name on the tags, Captain Ryan Goodman of the United States Army one of the many MIAs of the Vietnam War. I noticed a few strains of hair and placed them on another slide. The mitochondrial DNA tests would determine genetic codes from bone and hair. I enjoyed working the Prisoner of War/Missing Personnel Office in Hawaii. I worked great hours and lived on paradise and in a way I was helping to bring home my comrades.
A week later I received a telephone call around four in the afternoon just as I straightened my desk and readied to call it a day from the Central Identification Laboratory. I cursed under my breath and answered the telephone never knowing who could be calling. I was right to answer it was Colonel Anderson my boss. He wanted me to stop by his office before I went home it was rather important. I didn't question the colonel because I knew him too well.
I discovered as I walked into the colonel's office he wasn't alone. Three other men and one woman all looking like government people stood around the office. The woman held a folder and Colonel Anderson stood next to her puffing on his pipe.
"Ronny, come in and take a seat," Anderson said still puffing smoke like a sleeping dragon. His gray hair looked silver and the pressed uniform gave you the impression it would break into pieces if he moved. Anderson was a thirty year Army man with countless combat experience including the Vietnam War where he served three tours. When I was regular GI I served in his platoon two of those tours.
"This is him?" The woman asked giving me a sneer before turning to Anderson. The Colonel nodded but something was wrong I could read it in his face.
"What do you know of Cambodia specifically Wat Nokor?" the woman asked me.
"It's a temple outside the town of Kampong Cham where the remains of an alleged US soldier was found. The temple was built in the 11th century and is a part of a myth about an infant boy being swallowed by a fish and rescued by fishermen where he was taken to the king and raised a prince. After many years he returned home and fell in love with a beautiful widow which turned out to be his mother. They committed such a horrible sin she had him killed and a statue erected of him praying forgiveness. This became the temple."
"There are still governments out there trying to get our government to pay for acts done inside their countries during the Vietnam War," she said. "You served in Vietnam too isn't that correct?" I nodded. "And you didn't know anything else concerning that temple? No rumors nothing?" I felt what was happening and I didn't like it. "Here." She handed me the folder. "Apparently Cambodia is claiming the remains found at the steps of this temple are of an American soldier sent on some kind covert mission."
"The stairs of Woman Hill," I said.
"The what," She asked. She grew indignant.
"Where he was found is called the stairs of Woman Hill." She sneered again at me.
"It's in our country's best interests that your department officially denies that the remains found there is that of an US soldier," the woman said. I examined the folder discovering that the tests confirmed the remains belonged to Goodman. I looked up at Anderson he was staring out the only window in the office still puffing on the pipe creating the haze of smoke. His hands locked behind him.
"These DNA findings say it's Goodman." They knew what the report said. It didn't matter it was damn Vietnam all over again! It dawned on me why they wanted to deny his identity "What sort of covert ops was he doing?" I stared at everyone in that office but only stone visages stared back. "He was doing something but you can't afford to let the world know that's why you can't admit the remains belonged to an American! People will wonder why he was in Cambodia!" I wanted to slap someone! What about his family finally finding peace?
"It's best this situation stays covert, Ronny," Colonel Anderson said but I could tell it pained him to say the words.
"I can't do this," I said hearing my voice trail off. Anderson seemed to perk up. I saw the life return to his frame as if he was ascending into heaven.
"Sure you can," the woman said folding her arms. "You'll do it if you want to keep working here." I figured she was CIA most likely. We grunts were still cleaning up their mess.
"Fuck you!" I shouted! "Fuck this job too!" I stormed out of the office into the night letting the rage filter from me. How dare her…how dare the people she worked for. There were families still waiting to bring home their fathers, brothers, sons, mothers, sisters, daughters from that damn war. Why would they care what it cost to bring them all home? They answered the call of their country and died scattered all over Southeast Asia the least we could do was to bring them home. I refused to be a part of the long sin of cover up…the ultimate sin! The reason the prince's mother killed him…to cover it all up! In front of me was a long stairway where my house sat on the island. I decided to sit down and stare up at the stars wondering if they were the last things Goodman saw just before he died. He knew in his heart his country would bring him home! I had my family depending on my job how could I throw all that way? Goodman was nothing more than a ghost…a memory. What did it matter now? I wasn't a soldier anymore and owed him nothing! I walked halfway up the stairs and stopped. I looked behind me and then in front. I wavered would I ascend or descend?
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