Deferments were relegated to history by the time I became eligible for call-up, as was only fair. As it turned out, no draft board went above 95 for 1972, which turned out to be the last full year of the draft. Although I took no evasive action to avoid service, to this day the simple fact of the inequity weighs upon me, i.e., that I and others of that generation who were not called got off easy while others had to (or chose to) make the sacrifice. I suppose the only righteous thing to do is to forever acknowledge that simple reality when reflecting upon the Vietnam era.