by | May 8, 2015 | Stories
All the brothers were gathered in the basement of the Sigma Nu house for the drawing. There were moans and cheers going on all night. Many got low birth dates and rushed out to join the National Guard the next day. I for one got a fairly high number abd...
by | May 1, 2015 | Stories
Out of high school in 1968. Drafted into the Army 1970. Sent to Vietnam 1970. 15 months in-country, discharged. Welcomed back at the Chicago Airport in 1971 by protesters yelling "baby killer". Muscle problems at the age of 63 due to Agent Orange exposure....
by | Apr 26, 2015 | Stories
My fraternity brothers and I listened to the first lottery on the radio. The reception was so poor, I had to listen to the recap to finally hear what number I was. I thought I had missed it. The people with low numbers left that night for Wichita, Topeka or...
by | Apr 8, 2015 | Stories
Sometime before the lottery I made a sarcastic comment that I would automatically draw No. 1 since my birhtday is July 4th. In fact, I only watched maybe the first 120 numbers being called, then I went to my room to study. One of my roommates got number...
by | Apr 4, 2015 | Stories
I thought I was against the war (it was the popular position). When I drew lottery number 63, it seemed like Canada was in my future. But there was this girl named Judy, and I loved her, and she was not interested in Canada.Then Rocky (friend of...
by | Apr 4, 2015 | Stories
In 1969 I was a fourth year student in pharmacy school at the University of Kansas. Pharmacy school was a five year program and I was draft deferred. A friend of mine was in dental school (also deferred). He spoke highly of the advantages of being a...
