Boy did I miss a lot of big news while I was away in Vietnam. Fifty years ago this summer, I left the good old USA for a year-long commitment in Saigon. I wouldn’t return to the World (a G.I. reference to the states) for 365 days, provided of course that I lived through the entire experience.
No one moves to LA in the middle of July unless he is a crazy kid like me.
But I was in pursuit of the Hollywood rock ’n’ roll dream . . .