I remember very clearly the night of the first lottery.  I was out drinking beer with a few friends and when I arrived back to my apartment my mother called and told me that my number was 362.  She was very excited that I would not have to go to the military.

I had planned to join the Air Force and attend OCS after graduation.  That thought ended with the 362 number.  I never felt quite right about not serving…. so I thought about volunteering for the draft.  I met with Colonel Sanders of the Franklin county draft board.  I told him what my number was and he said "are you crazy"?  With that comment I decided not to serve.  I now wished I had served!!