I looked at the faces of those people. even the Communists. and there was absolutely no hope at all on their faces. There was no economy. no Jobs. no anything. We left there and we went back to Thailand. We had an opportunity to go into a refugee camp where there were 125.000 Cambodian people driven from their country. As we drove in. on an old truck. over 50 miles of dirt road. there began to be people along the way. First they were in tens and fifties and hundreds. and pretty soon there were 10.000 people lining the edge of a dirt road in the middle of nowhere.