Mike Holland, fifty years on ...

Fifty years ago I was humping through the Central Highlands of Vietnam with a Green Beret medic named Mike Holland. Today I mailed off four copies of The Only War We've Got to him, one for each of his grandkids. I doubt that either of us imagined that we'd still be around, half a century later, let alone that there'd be grandkids! That's Mike on the left, talking to the A Team commander, Captain Swain, who was killed on his next deployment by a booby trap fashioned from an American artillery shell. Shantih (peace) to the brave lads of 1964!