by | Sep 26, 2010 | Stories
My memory is that it was late Thanksgiving Weekend in 1969, and I was up from North Carolina visiting with a friend at Harvard. A bunch of us were sitting in the common room of his suite, and since we were all born between 1944 and 1950, we were intently...
by | Sep 25, 2010 | Stories
I think about that episode all the time, both for the arbitrary nature of who had to serve and for the way it affected my life.Like several of the other stories, I was also at that Duke basketball game in Greensboro. We had a guy a couple of rows up listening to his...
by | Sep 22, 2010 | Stories
I do recall the draft lottery. It is one of those things that stays with you, especially if your number was low. Mine was 116, too low to chance getting drafted in 1971 following graduation.The day of the lottery, I was in Greensboro watching a Duke basketball game....
by | Sep 20, 2010 | Stories
I was in our house (which I rented along with six other students, all class of ’71) at 1218 Broad Street the night that the Draft Lottery results were announced. At about 11 that night, I heard a couple of my fellow tenants coming through the door and talking...
by | Sep 20, 2010 | Stories
The commons room of my dorm at Duke was as full as I’d ever seen. All the excitement was early as the low numbers were called. My number, 213, was relatively high, but not high enough for me to relax. I’d heard from some friends that if you turned in...
