I remember very clearly the night of the first lottery. I was out drinking beer with a few friends and when I arrived back to my apartment my mother called and told me that my number was 362. She was very excited that I would not have to go to the military.
I had planned to join the Air Force and attend OCS after graduation. That thought ended with the 362 number. I never felt quite right about not serving…. so I thought about volunteering for the draft. I met with Colonel Sanders of the Franklin county draft board. I told him what my number was and he said "are you crazy"? With that comment I decided not to serve. I now wished I had served!!