Rod Henderson
Photographer unknown. (1999). Rod Henderson on an observation post at Nefolete. Australian War Memorial.
Rod Henderson thought he was going to die in East Timor when the man he was searching pulled out a hand grenade.
“We were supposed to be on rest at the Hotel Turismo in Dili, doing security for the journalists there,” he said.
“It involved being on the front gate and manning a vehicle checkpoint.
“These guys came by on a moped and they looked a bit suspect.
“And then they came past a second time.
“I said to the guy I was on the front gate with, ‘If they come by again, we’re going to pull them over,’ because they looked really dodgy.
“Then they came back a third time, so we pulled them over and got them off the bike, carefully and slowly.
“Old mate kept putting his hands in his bag before I could get to search him and I’m like, ‘Take your hands out of your bag.’
“It was hard for us to understand each other as well, so I said, ‘Hands up, hands up,’ and as he’s doing that, he pulls out a hand grenade. “I’m this 20-something-year-old kid and I thought my number was up then.
“I brought my weapon up to his face with the safety off and this seemed to get past the language barrier because he became very compliant.
“I’m looking at this grenade, thinking, ‘I can’t shoot him anyway because there are people behind him [who could get hurt],’ and then he drops it.
“Luckily, the grenade still had the pin in it, but I’m thinking, ‘What do I do now?’
“So, we searched them and took them inside and cleared them of any other weapons and then passed them on to the military police.
“But that’s military life for you, 99 per cent boredom, and one per cent adrenalin.”
It was September 1999, and Rod was serving with the 3rd Battalion, Royal Australian Regiment, as part of INTERFET, the Australian-led International Force East Timor.
He had joined the Australian Army four years earlier.
“I joined the Regular Army when I was 18, pretty much straight out of school,” he said.
“All I wanted to do was join up, and to be like those who had gone before me, and to join the infantry and go and fight.
“Young, naïve, and stupid, right?
“You think you can save the world, but really, I was an immature kid, just out of home.”
His grandfathers had both served during the Second World War: one as a padre with the Australians in New Guinea, the other as a paratrooper after being conscripted into the German army in Europe.
“He didn’t have a choice,” Rod said. “The German army rocked up one day and said, ‘You’re joining,’ and that was it. He’d just had a new baby, and off he went for four years. Then he came home on leave, and my mother was conceived at that point. Then he went away for another three years, until the war ended, and he was lucky enough to surrender to the Americans and not the Russians.
Inspired by his grandparents as well as his time in the Army cadets and the Army Reserves, Rod joined the Australian Regular Army in June 1995. He completed his basic training at Kapooka before attending the School of Infantry at Singleton and being posted to 3RAR, a parachute battalion based at Holsworthy in Sydney.
“I was happy I got into the School of Infantry, but I did not want to go to 3rd Battalion,” he said.
“I didn’t want to go there because I didn’t want to jump out of planes.
"The Infantry taught me a lot about myself and about your ability to keep going and to face awful situations and to do what you think you couldn’t.”
Rod was in his early 20s when he deployed to East Timor for the first time.
The East Timorese had voted overwhelmingly for independence in the United Nations-sponsored referendum on 30 August 1999. Pro-Indonesian militia had then launched a campaign of destruction, arson and murder, killing approximately 1,500 people and forcing 300,000 others into West Timor as refugees. The UN then issued a resolution on 15 September, calling for a multinational force to restore peace and security and facilitate humanitarian assistance operations.
Five days later, on 20 September 1999, the first coalition force began deploying to East Timor.
For Rod, it was another world.
“We were straight into it in the centre of Dili and we were responsible for restoring law and order and security,” Rod said.
“Everything was on fire, and there was pro-Indonesian militia screaming around in their vehicles, and random gunshots going off everywhere.
“We would be patrolling all day to provide a presence on the streets, both day and night.
“You’d get an hour or two sleep, then be out again for another two to three hours, then come back, maybe do security piquet, then be back out on patrol.”
His battalion, 3RAR, had arrived in Dili aboard HMAS Jervis Bay and HMAS Tobruk. It was responsible for securing the city centre before moving to secure the western border areas of Maliana and Bobonaro and then later the enclave of Oecussi.
“It was very confronting, especially as a young bloke,” Rod said.
“I was inexperienced and probably very immature. I was 21, 22, and had no idea what I was getting myself in for.
“I thought I was invincible, and I was just going along with my mates.”
The battalion was primarily engaged in searching buildings, finding and disarming militia, and gathering intelligence from locals.
In East Timor, the battalion was also responsible for helping to locate and distribute supplies. While carrying out these tasks, soldiers found evidence of atrocities. One of the more gruesome aspects was the discovery of bodies, sometimes as part of isolated incidents, but also mass graves from massacres.
For the boy from Newcastle, it was a confronting experience.
“Just the smells, everything. It’s very confronting,” Rod said, “but you had a job to do, and that was what you were trying to focus on.
“When you look at other peoples’ stories and what they had to go through, it helps you put things in perspective.
“You might think the most awful thing has happened to you, but actually, a lot of people have been through a lot worse.
“We went out and helped the Australian Federal Police mark out and identify a mass gravesite at Passabe.
“That was eye-opening as a young fellow too; just how callous people can be, and how they were killed, and how they were treated.”
Rod would spend almost 18 months serving as a peacekeeper in East Timor on various rotations.
“And I remember seeing a Black Hawk flying over and coming in and doing a resupply and I’m like, that’s it.
“I’ve got to go and do that.”
He returned with a detachment of Black Hawk helicopters from the 5th Aviation Regiment in 2003, 2004 and again in 2006. He had made the decision to retrain as a loadmaster and door gunner while serving in East Timor in 1999.
Rod Henderson went on to serve as a helicopter loadmaster and door gunner with the Chinooks in Afghanistan.
To read Rod’s full story, visit the Australian War Memorial’s website.
Source: Claire Hunter, the Australian War Memorial, 8 February 2023.