Here is a harrowing account of a Dustoff pilot’s last day in Vietnam and his simplified summary of “Dustoff.” Both are contributed by the same author.
Major Vince Cedola, CO, 571st Med Det (Helicopter Ambulance) DUSTOFF and Major Dave Dryden XO, are waiting at Phu Bai, RVN for the Group Commander to participate at the change of command ceremony today. It is Vince’s last day in Vietnam after his second tour and Dave will assume command. The Colonel, a doctor arrives and joins them. He has a stern look on his face. He asks, “What am I going to do with those two guys down south?” I know he means the CO and XO of his other medical detachment about 50 miles south of here. I asked him, “What did they do?” He said, “They flew together as ac and pilot on missions all night, and if they crashed, they would have left me with a skinny, new Lieutenant in charge!” Dave said, “I’m sure they had a good reason for this, Sir.” I chimed in, “Sometimes when a life is at stake, you just do what you gotta do!!”
At that moment our alarm bell rang. Dave was on first-up and ran to his aircraft and cranked-up waiting for his pilot. I yelled out “Where’ the pilot?” Someone yelled back, he’s in the head with a bad stomach!” All the other pilots were out, so I jumped into the pilot’s seat and told the radio operator to bring me my helmet. He did and said, good luck, it’s a hoist mission!! Dave and I looked at each other and said Sh**!! A hoist mission is the most dangerous since you are hovering inches from the treetops in full view of enemy shooters and hanging purely on the power of the engine!
We took off and unbeknownst to us, the Colonel had jumped into the back of the helicopter! When we arrived on-site, I called in to the Air Command who told us to wait in place as the area was still hot!! Again, Dave and I looked at each other and yelled Sh*t again!! A hot LZ is not what we were looking for!
We were advised to look out for two Jets which will be dropping some napalm. Zoom, zoom both jets flew by us, one under and one over and a few miles out dropped their fiery destruction. Several minutes later Air Command told us to come in for the pick-up. We found the spot in the treetops, settled into the best opening keeping the rotor blades out of the trees, lowered the forest-penetrator and prepared to bring the patient up. The crewchief and medic both watching outback directing me how to keep the tail rotor out of the limbs, while they brought the patient up. About that time, when the wounded is almost home, the medic yells, “Taking fire from 3 o’clock!! I rapidly pulled pitch and brought the patient up through the few branches while the medic continued to reel in the hoist to bring the wounded into the aircraft. I gave Dave the controls and asked him to take us home!
When we arrived at the hospital and home, we were shocked to see the Colonel jump out of the helicopter with the patient’s blood on his shirt and come over to Dave and I with a big smile, saying what a great flight that was! We both just looked at him and finally I said, “Colonel, not only did you cause us to violate the command against taking a doctor on a combat mission, but if we crashed, that skinny lieutenant would have been in command since the CO and XO were on this same flight!!! Do you remember what we were we talking about before the bell rang….the CO and XO both on the same flight??
The troops had assembled. So, we walked over to the change of command ceremony, after which we enjoyed a great farewell party hosted by the 101st Air Assault Division Band. While Dave and I were enjoying a few memories over a beer or two, the Colonel joined us and said, “I know you have a no flying during your last week in Vietnam policy, so, why did you take the chance of flying a hoist mission on your last day in country? I answered, “Yes, that is the unit policy, but remember what I said earlier, “When a life is at stake, you just do what you gotta do!” It’s my Unit motto “TO SAVE A LIFE”
THE DUSTOFF MISSION
(Simplified)
A Dustoff Team is comprised of Pilots, Medics, Crew Chiefs, Mechanics, Supply, Radio, and Admin Techs, all volunteers,
in support of the Medical Evacuation Mission.
Begin with one DUSTOFF helicopter crew of two pilots, one crew chief, one medic and often, one patient protector.
They run out to their O.D. colored helicopter that has large white, red-cross targets painted on the nose and both sides.
They crank up and race out to the battlefield.
Often under a hail of enemy bullets, they land or hover openly in the trees to rescue their precious cargo—the wounded soldier.
They take off, often still under enemy fire, and provide care and treatment to the wounded, while en route to the medical facility.
They deliver the soldier into the safe hands of the hospital and fly back to home base.
Then— they clean up their aircraft and prepare to do the same thing, again…and again…and again…and again, every day and every night, until their tour of duty is over.
“TO SAVE A LIFE”
Vince Cedola,
LTC, MSC (Ret)
Dustoff 22 82nd MDHA 1964-65
Dustoff 506 571st MDHA 1967-68
LTC Vince Cedola contributed an earlier post regarding a night rescue of a downed flare ship crew. Click on the link to be redirected: https://cherrieswriter.com/2020/12/13/aircraft-down-whos-down-there/
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This is truly magnificent and indicative of things that happen in war that man can’t explain. They do it spontaneously without giving it a second thought. Many wartime survivors owe their lives to “DUSTOFF” God bless America. God bless the DUSTOFF.
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SEMPER F!!
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800 years ago in 1965 I ended up on the 82nd Med Det (Hel Amb) in Soc Trang, VN. Cpt Cedola. & Cpt Dryden taught me how to fly the Huey cause when I arrived about all I could do was start the engine. These two Guys did a number on me and I survived. Have always looked at both with admiration of their fabulous performances as pilots, officers and PEOPLE. I was one lucky dude…
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My brother, who was 6 years older than me, went into the Army after he was graduated from HS in 69. We did not hear from him for 3 years and then he came home to California as a Ranger on leave and he had been in the hospital for sometime in Vietnam.
He did not talk much. I saw some of the wounds on him as we shared a bedroom. I did ask him how he became a Ranger and he said he was in his unit near North Vietnam not doing much and a Ranger group came by and talked to his officer and grabbed him to join them. I said what was South Vietnam like and he said he spent no time there. He spent all time in Laos, Cambodia, and North Vietnam except when he was wounded.
He stayed in the Army for another 3 years going to Ft Hood. For some reason he loved Texas. After he left the Army he drove trucks until he died in an accident.
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My last day in Vietnam (March, 1972) was one of the happiest days of my life to that point. I was there but never was (special operations), and could tell no one I was there (family had no idea – thought I was in Taiwan). The whole experience was surreal, and nowadays I can hardly believe I was ever there.
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I was an attack pilot that got the privilege of helping lead an Aviation task force in OEF, including a MEDEVAC company. All of our different attack/recon, and assault companies (Apaches, Kiowas, Blackhawk and Chinook) crew made great sacrifices and showed impressive bravery, but the MEDEVAC crews were a unique breed built from their heritage started in Korea and cemented on Vietnam.
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Respect
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1st ANGLICO sez, the Dustoffs had to medevac me twice up in the Que Son Mtns. Fever unidentified origin they called it in Da Nang. Honestly I blame the nasty water I had to drink. It was delivered every two days by chopper. You got one used 155 howitzer canister full of water per day. (The canister was protection for the round before being fired. Someone figured it would be a great way to transport water, as the canister had a lid.) No shade on the hilltop and the canisters baked in the sun/heat all day. By the second day the second canisters water would thicken with brown algae and become almost jello-like. Yes, I boiled it and used iodine tabs but I’m sure the microbes flourished. As soon as I knew the resupply water was on its way, I’d pour the remaining water in my helmet and “bathe”.
Gale Fechik/ 1st ANGLICO sub-unit 1
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Danang Dick couldn’t have told a better story about his time in Viet Nam!
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A wonderful story of truly brave souls… thank you!
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American heroes, thank you for your valiant service!
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Amazing … thank you for your service! 🇺🇸 🙏
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Great story, we all had a job to do and we did it!
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SP 4 E. Major: One simple word from GR platoon @ Quin Nhon. The word is RESPECT.
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Thank you LTC Cedola. I was pulled through the treetops with a jungle penetrator myself, as were countless other grunts. We will always share a deep camaraderie with medevac crews based on shared dangers and mutual respect and care for one another.
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The Medivac’s were our life savers, I flew in on many LZ Assaults and had many wounded that were medevac’d by these brave crews. We owe them a great debt of gratitude for harrowing missions that they did under some extreme circumstances. A very sincere “Salute” to every one of you Always great stories of those brave souls
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The Medivac’s were our life savers, I flew in on many LZ Assaults and had many wounded that were medevac’d by these brave crews. We owe them a great debt of gratitude for harrowing missions that they did under some extreme circumstances. A very sincere “Salute” to every one of you
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We grunts can’t praise the dustoff crews enough. Great job, brothers !
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As a Dustoff pilot I loved this story. I know how they thought. The mission is the mission. No thought.
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I was an 11B in Americal in 1970. We never once had a chopper pilot refuse to land because of conditions. They might hold off a bit until things cooled down if it was a general supply run, but if we needed fire power, ammo or a dustoff, they came in hard and fast. They were all a little bit crazy, thank God. There is nothing sweeter to hear than a Dustoff inbound when you have seriously wounded grunts on the ground. The pilots and crews of the 176th AHC will always have my admiration and respect. “Rico”
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I read the articles of those who were in the combat environment everyday and sometimes feel uncomfortable that my time in Vietnam was easy compared to what those who faced the horrors of war every day. I do not regret enlisting in the Air Force instead of waiting to be drafted in 1967. Whenever one of our aircraft took off each night with a crew of 7 or 8 Airmen, I prayed they would return unscathed. While I was at Danang, 11/68 – 11/69, all of our aircraft returned from their ground support missions, some with damage from ground fire. Other bases with our aircraft type, AC-47 Spooky gunships, were not so fortunate.
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I have always told anyone who would listen that you guys were MAGNIFICENT!!!!!! Thank you for sharing.
Hand Salute.
With respect,
Jack McEncroe
Marine F-4 Fighter and Attack Pilot
Vietnam 67-68
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