by | Feb 15, 2012 | Stories
In 1961 I was in high school at St. Joe Prep, Bardstown, Ky. Our team was playing football against Old Kentucky Home. I was covering a punt and another player rolled on my right arm, breaking my arm and dislocating my elbow. I rehabbed it but did not regain full range...
by | Feb 13, 2012 | Stories
I had arrived at UK as a pretty typical Louisville boozy redneck. I left as a stoned long-haired freak. (The value of education?) Actually I have always considered pot to have been my salvation from alcohol, as after a time I got real bored with being stoned and have...
by | Feb 11, 2012 | Stories
I was in the midst of my final year at UK with graduation coming in May. The war was escalating and yet there was very little anti-war sentiment on the campus at that time, much different from places like Madison, Wisconsin. Nonetheless, I was quite anxious, but...
by | Feb 10, 2012 | Stories
The night of the draft lottery in December ’69 is etched in my memory. My family and I knew that the drawing could immediately determine the course of my life, including the possibility of losing it on a battle field in Viet Nam,...
by | Feb 10, 2012 | Stories
I remember sitting in my parents family room listening to what my future would be on WRFK public radio in Richmond Va. I had always felt lucky and I was sure that day would be no different. When my birthday was pulled at No. 85, well I lost my mind. The next thing I...
