Frank, Georgia, 1969. No. 070: Flying In My Blood

In 1966 I graduated from a public all-boys high school that had mandatory Army ROTC. Those were good years but I learned enough about the Army to realize that I did not want to walk through Rice Paddy 101. Being accepted to UGA gave me a II-S deferment plus they had...

John, Georgia, 1969. No. 257: The Big Haircut

I had graduated high school in 1963 at age 17 and was already in college when I registered for the draft.  We filled out the forms and sent them to the draft board every quarter the entire time we were in school, to keep the all-important II-S deferment. ...

Wyman, Georgia, 1969. No. 272: Numbers At The Game

I was at a Georgia basketball game when they called out the lottery numbers. I drew 272 but since I was already in Advanced ROTC, it didn’t matter.  I received my orders for Vietnam on Friday the 13th of August 1971 and served with the 60th...

Tony, Georgia, 1969. No. 239: Out Of Touch In The Hospital

1969-70 was my senior year at UGA. From high school, Vietnam had been an ever-growing issue in the nation and in my life. There was collecting care packages for the troops, registering for the draft, taking the exemption exam as a freshman at UGA, the daily body count...

Jay, Florida, 1969. No. 269: Transistor To My Ear

My future wife and I were sitting in the stands at a University of Georgia basketball game at Stegman Coliseum when they began calling out the draft numbers on the radio.  I had a transitor pressed to my ear as did many, many others. By the end of the game,...