One of my friends who had attended the game, didn’t see his number in the first three hundred – so he went to Aggieville to ‘celebrate’ his good fortune. As it turned out, my friend got up the next morning with a hang-over, checked the papers and learned his lottery number was actually 2! He went to the Army ROTC department and enrolled. He went on to make the Army a career, retiring as a lieutenant colonel.
My number left me in limbo for another year before, I too, enrolled in Army ROTC. I later served with the 1st Infantry Division after they came out of Vietnam.