MWSA Review
Distant Dreams by Randy Millican reads like a personal account of a young medic assigned to an unarmed Army helicopter crew, racing in to evacuate wounded soldiers, often under intense enemy fire. I was on the edge of my seat while reading about the “The Milkman” and the DUSTOFF crew’s heroic actions. Through every harrowing mission, the thoughts expressed by the main character are riveting. The emotion that I felt as a reader came from author Millican's explanations of desperate actions to stabilize a young woman who had just given birth and was hemorrhaging, or a young man with horrific battle wounds and the efforts to keep him alive long enough to make it to the hospital.
Over their deployment, "The Milkman" and his crew mates pull the broken bodies of hundreds of war-fighters out of the jungle and into the helicopter, and feverishly work to stabilize their critical wounds until reaching the Evac Hospital. As a nurse myself, I was astounded by the medic's incredible skill and knowledge. Faced with atrocious scenes of blood and gore, he prays as he does what he was taught to do: “Dear Lord, please guide me. Let my hands become your hands.”
Upon returning stateside, these veterans were greeted with hate and derision. They were not welcomed. They never received recognition for their heroism. Years later, when visiting the Vietnam Memorial in Washington, the author writes: “The huge majority of us simply blend in, and function anonymously in their world, working at our… insignificant jobs, providing for our families, all the while unashamedly loving the nation that sent us to do its bidding. The stories are suppressed, and we never mention our experiences, unless it’s to another vet…
The author claims his book is Historical Fiction, but it sure reads like a narrative from the guy who lived it. Welcome Home, Randy!
Review by Nancy Panko (March 2025)
Author's Synopsis
In those frightening minutes after being wounded in combat, the soldiers were expertly attended by the company medics, and a helicopter evacuation was called in. That call went out to the DUSTOFF crews. Racing to the coordinates of the unit requesting help, the helicopter crew locates the troops by the colored smoke marker, then swoops in for the pick-up, most often under withering enemy fire. The bright red crosses painted on the unarmed ship offer a beacon of hope to the wounded as well as a point of aim for enemy gunners. The pilots skillfully settle the helicopter into an area that without the emergency nature of the call would never be considered as a landing zone.
Once on the ground, the medic leaves the helicopter and races toward the wounded-gathering them up and delivering them to the waiting crew chief who helps them aboard while watching for enemy soldiers and hazards to the aircraft. Only when the last wounded man is aboard do the pilots lift-off, fighting the unforgiving force of gravity, desperate for the altitude necessary to avoid the dense jungle foliage and trees.
Assisted by the crew chief, the medic attends to the wounded: slowing the life draining flow of blood and replacing IV fluids, performing airway preserving maneuvers, and too often, CPR. As the pilots expertly coax the helicopter beyond its limits for speed, triage is performed while enroute and the most appropriate medical facility is selected. The wounded are finally handed off to the doctors and nurses for surgery and more definitive care.
This was the scenario replayed hundreds of thousands of times during the Vietnam War. The DUSTOFF crews were few, and the missions were many. Each one was carried out with skill, bravery and dedication to the mission—Saving Lives.
This is the story of a medic who flew those missions.
Format(s) for review: Paper Only
Review Genre: Fiction—Historical Fiction
Number of Pages: 485
Word Count: 51,673
