The Cambodia Daily
January 30, 2013
On the day that Cambodia began its tragic and violent descent into
Year Zero, Al Rockoff was afraid to make it known that he could not
speak French.
Battle-hardened Khmer Rouge fighters—many of them just
teenagers—were swarming around Phnom Penh. Defeated U.S.-backed Lon Nol
soldiers were being stripped of their weapons in the streets and sent
in the direction of Olympic Stadium, where they were corralled.
As the hours passed and the piles of discarded weapons grew on the
city’s streets, so too did Mr. Rockoff’s sense of unease—and the fear he
would be discovered as an American.
Mr. Rockoff survived the first days of the fall of Phnom Penh in
April 1975, and was one of a few foreign journalists to stay behind to
chronicle the irrevocable demise of the city at the hands of its Khmer
Rouge captors.
On Monday, the bespectacled veteran photographer took to the witness stand at the Khmer Rouge tribunal.
Clad in a Hawaiian shirt, Mr. Rockoff’s testimony, which was
interspersed with the photographs he took at that time, offered
detailed insights into the madness that unfolded in Phnom Penh 38 years
ago.
“I was standing next to [French photographer] Roland Neveu, and a cadre asked: ‘Where are the Americans?’”
“I’m glad he didn’t ask me, as I don’t speak French,” Mr. Rockoff
told the tribunal. As the day drew on, it became clear it was one of
several lucky scrapes he had with Pol Pot’s victorious soldiers.
Mr. Rockoff moved around the city as much as he could that day,
occasionally hitching rides with Khmer Rouge soldiers. His movements
took him to Independence Monument and slightly further south, where he
saw bedraggled and grumpy Khmer Rouge cadres filing northward. Then
he spent about an hour where Monivong and Sihanouk boulevards
intersect.
It was here that he shot an iconic image of a barefoot teenage
soldier wielding a large M16 rifle. Behind him, a crowd of onlookers is
gathered, pondering the scene.
“I’m guessing he’s 16/17. He’s carrying two bayonets, a grenade and
some ammunition in pouches. This is the same equipment used by the Lon
Nol regime, and an American M16,” Mr. Rockoff said.
Mr. Rockoff told the court that on April 12, five days before the
fall, the Red Cross had declared the Hotel Le Royal, then called Le
Phnom, a safe zone and, with a Red Cross banner slung out front above
the “hundreds and thousands milling around,” began us-ing the back of
the hotel as a surgical theater.
This makeshift operation was not to last long—by the night of April 16, 1975, the Khmer Rouge was drawing closer.
“There was a huge fire on the other side of Monivong Bridge,” Mr.
Rockoff said. “Shelling was intense on the Chroy Changva peninsula.”
But by 8 a.m. the next day, the mood was jubilant.
“Huge crowds of people started gathering,” he said. “Some had a bull
horn, saying ‘war is over.’ Everything was OK at that point. People were
not panicking; people were happy, soldiers and civilians. An hour
later, the mood changed.”
After hitching a ride up Monivong with a nervous, French-speaking
Cambodian man from Preah Ket Melea hospital, who was still wearing his
scrubs, Mr. Rockoff and journalists Sydney Schanberg, Dith Pran and Jon
Swain went to the military hospital to assess the situation.
“There were bodies on the floor, and blood was everywhere; it was
easy to slip. There were many wounded. There was a Khmer Rouge cadre in a
truck outside who had lost an eye to shrapnel. I photographed him,” he
said.
“Then the Khmer Rouge came in front of the hospital. The next five
minutes were very intense. They asked Dith Pran questions, trying to get
him to go away. A cadre put a pistol to my head…. When his arm reached
out, the gun was very close.”
The men were ultimately corralled and put into an armored personnel
carrier (APC), where a nervous Mr. Schanberg warned Mr. Rockoff not to
say anything to give away his nationality. They were soon joined by a
terrified naval officer. At their destination, the witness said the mood
changed for the worse.
“He was very nervous,” Mr. Rockoff said of the naval officer. “We
rode around and eventually the APC stopped. We were at Japanese
Bridge. The officer was led away. We were detained maybe an hour. People
were streaming past; the pace was picking up.”
From there, the journalists were taken to the Ministry of
Information. Mr. Rockoff expressed relief that none of his cameras or
film were confiscated at either the bridge or ministry.
“It would have been all for nothing” otherwise, he said.
At the ministry, he took what he considers to be “a very important
historical photograph” that depicts Lon Nol government officials from
the ministry arguing with Khmer Rouge cadres.
“Then a car came, and out of it came the last prime minister, Long
Boreth, and his wife. It was pretty obvious they were prisoners.”
They were ultimately taken to the Cercle Sportif sporting complex,
which is now the U.S. Embassy compound, and executed along with other
Lon Nol officials.
After a quick stop at Le Royal to gather belongings, the journalists
passed “many hundreds” of Khmer Rouge soldiers marching south and made
their way to the relative safety of the French Embassy. It was after
dark, and they scaled the embassy’s walls to get inside.
From here, Mr. Rockoff saw the forced evacuation of Phnom Penh unfold in earnest on April 18.
“There were lines of civilians headed north, families and elderly….
You would see in one case a patient pushed on a gurney. People were on
crutches,” he told the court.
Those with vehicles had to push them because the Khmer Rouge would stop anyone driving, he said.
“They didn’t care about pushing. Once you got north of Phnom Penh, you’d lose the vehicle and possessions anyway,” he added.
Those seeking shelter inside the French Embassy were not immune to
the iron grip of the new regime, and hundreds of Cambodians without
the correct paperwork were forced to leave. He described the “tragedy”
of a French woman being separated from her Cambodian husband, and of
hearing gunshots in the distance shortly after a group of people left
the compound.
Mr. Rockoff left too—once by a hole in the back wall. Accompanied
by a Japanese photographer, he went to Boeng Kak lake, where some Khmer
Rouge fighters asked him for cigarettes. His truancy did not go down
well back at the embassy, he said.
In May, when the journalists and others at the embassy were finally
evacuated on trucks to the Thai border, Phnom Penh was a ghost town,
populated only by the occasional soldier.
“If the wind was blowing right, you could smell it in the distance …you could smell the bodies,” he said.
Mr. Rockoff served with the U.S. Army in Vietnam and began his career
in photography during that time. Upon being discharged in February
1973, Mr. Rockoff returned to the region in April 1973 as a war
photographer—the year he would sustain serious injuries from shrapnel in
Kompong Chhnang province where he went to recover the body of fallen
colleague and journalist Lim Savath, who was killed five days earlier.
Grievously injured, Mr. Rockoff survived a military medical
evacuation to then-Saigon city and the Philippines, in addition to two
minutes of cardiac arrest. After his recovery, he returned to Cambodia.
Mr. Rockoff’s testimony comes at a crucial point in the first of
several “mini-trials” in the case known as 002. This phase in the war
crimes trial deals with the evacuation of Phnom Penh and forced movement
of people by the Khmer Rouge.
Mr. Rockoff is the first non-Cambodian to testify about these events,
and his time on the stand continues today, when he will be
cross-examined by the defense.
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