Fred, Florida, 1969. No. 320: Get Another Plan

I was attending the Duke-Virginia Tech basketball game on December 1, 1969 (in Greensboro, first game of the year) with two of my roommates, John N. and Ben P. Of the three of us, two had already committed to some form of military service. I had signed up for a...

Jim, NC, 1969. No. 019: No Color Blindness In The Jungle

With a student deferment about to end, and with the "War Boards" behind me, I was sweating out the lottery, nearly fainting when I got No. 19.  I presumed that would mean instant boot camp; but, I was married at the time and when I graduated, I taught...

Mark, North Carolina, 1969. No. 340: You Never Know

I was long conflicted about the Vietnam War. My father was a career naval officer and was actually stationed off the battle coast while I was going to Duke, class of 1970. At school I inevitably concluded that the Viet Cong were at least as legitimate a voice of...

Doug, New Jersey, 1969. Broken Radio On The Court

This was the first draft and a bunch of us had gone to Greensboro to see a Duke basketball game.  We took a large portable radio (they were all large back then) so we could listen to the results.  The drawing began during the freshman game (they had freshmen...

Josh, Florida, 1969. No. 240: Nail-Biting For Everyone

I remember sitting around the television at the Theta Chi House at Duke.  Everyone was on edge.  What numbers would we have and what did they mean?  How far down the list would they go?  As far as we knew, they might get very far since the war was...