Got my draft number and was not happy. The year before, the lottery had gone up to 212. I got a consultation with a "draft lawyer" who suggested that I apply for a medical exam. This was based on the fact that by the time I was 18 years old I already had three operations on my left knee (who says high school football has no benefits).
Showed up at the induction center, on Wilshire Blvd. in Los Angeles and underwent the physical. Was there for three hours and at the last station was the orthopedic doctor. He asked me what my ailment was. I told him and showed him about six x-rays and he says good bye, and within two weeks the military sends me a letter with a classification of I-Y (physically unable to serve except in times of national emergency).