The [Viet Cong] flag was always a good souvenir for Americans in Vietnam. Some GIs–they were riflemen–preferred the hats, the belt buckles, the sandals, the shell pouches or even the diaries of North Vietnamese soldiers, which they could not read. But a Viet Cong flag was not bad at all. Yet no man was the same. Years later, when there was no such name as War Zone C, I came to know an ex-medic who had a photograph of a tiny Vietnamese child, a girl in pajamas, holding two very large paper flowers. The medic kept the photograph for himself after a firefight when his platoon had searched the bodies of the men they had killed. The photograph of the little girl stays in the same Bible he carried with him in the war, as if by putting the child between its pages he protects her from any harm, any more losses.
— Gloria Emerson in her book Winners and Losers: Battles, Retreats, Gains, Losses, and Ruins from the Vietnam War