I was at UGA during the draft lottery working on my doctorate which I received in 1971. The day after the lottery, while I was teaching a swimming class in the old UGA pool, all of my students were talking about where they stood. Two students were all "hung over" from the night before. One because he drew the number "3", the other because he drew the number "303". Quite a contrast!
Some in the class asked my status and I was only thankful to say I had a piece of paper that said, "This is to state as of January 21, 1964 that you are Honorably Discharged from the U.S. Army." ‘Nuff said. It certainly was a sad and traumatic period of time for many people.