by | Mar 15, 2009 | Stories
Before the lottery, I visited a UCLA attorney to get counseling on how to deal with the draft board. I had already been scheduled for a physical exam in downtown L.A. I showed up with what seemed like hundreds of other guys. We were divided up into small groups...
by | Mar 15, 2009 | Stories
I recall my father-in-law to-be stating that he would assist me and my fiancee/girlfriend to flee to Canada rather than be drafted. At the time this astounded me, as I had previously thought of him as a fairly conservative guy. Naturalized Italian...
by | Mar 14, 2009 | Stories
I remember the feeling of coldness as I watched my same-age, senior-year, male best-friend suite mates celebrating their safe, high lottery numbers. Was this a turning point? It sure was. Medical school became the only remaining graduate field...
by | Mar 13, 2009 | Stories
The real story was in the number, 292. By any standard, a high and SAFE number. I was getting ready to, and did go to Canada, where I hitch-hiked from one end to the other, not always on a natural high. I was vehemently opposed to the Vietnam War,...
by | Mar 13, 2009 | Stories
I was a senior at UCLA in December 1969 when the first lottery was conducted. I was living in the dorms and the lottery was broadcast over the sound system during dinner. As lottery numbers and birth dates were called the entire...
