While my draft number was not particularly high, I was destined to be a public school teacher anyway.  In 1969 there was a teacher shortage and deferments were given.  I was momentarily reclassified 1-A after my first year as a teacher, but the school superintendent wrote a letter to the draft board on my behalf.

However, my decisions were definitely affected by the draft.  Out of high school in 1965 I had very little money.  I would have loved to have had the freedom that my current comunity college students have–to work awhile before attending school.  Instead, due to the threat of the draft, I worked 7 days a week, sometimes 16 hour days on weekends, to pay my way through.  College was far less enjoyable for me than most of my classmates.