Wow yes, Fernandez, In Tam and Long Boret -- surely the world's most approachable cabinet members and generals. There was a lady of the Agriculture Ministry but maybe that was later? She even changed her name to Kaset.
I'm pretty sure the "mayor" nickname was Rockoff. Anyways, so far as I remember, he was in the first wave of that "American invasion" in 1970 and had fairly quickly decided to stick around.
I think the "mayor" title came after Lon Nol's speech to the nation that he was placing rabbits around the entire capital in order to make it safe from any of those invading North Vietnamese bastids.
I spent most of 1971 and first part of '72 in PP because of Kate Webb's addventure, and Rockoff most definitely had been killed once and saved by a good-lookin' Scandihoovian nurse with some NGO or other by then. He woke up in the hospital at Clark, found out it was charging $65 a day, ripped out all his needles and such and hitched a ride back to PP, claiming to be not much worse off than before he was killed.
My twins were one and a half in '71 and learnt to swim in the Royal swimming pool. 55 years ago and life didn't get much better than L'Hotel Royal with huge rooms with a clanking air-con each, really good kitchen and lovely grounds including a nice parking lot for your driver's Mercedes. Jim Gerrand of Oztrailya, Am Rong and Chhang Son -- pretty good life for a war correspondent, eh? My now late and sainted ex-wife was with us most of the time; she loved Phnom Penh.
We spent last week of March, first week of April 1975 vacationing in Cambodia. By then, choppers were hovering above the hotel firing across the river -- my kids loved that and still remember it from when they were just 5 years old. We didn't run into any other vacationers, heh.
The Stringer finally got on Netflix. I've seen one review that was kind of not all kind.
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