by | Jun 4, 2014 | Stories
The night of the 1969 draft lottery, I was a junior at the University of Georgia. I was a junior college transfer. We were gathered around the TV in the fraternity house. I thought I had missed my number as it was getting towards the end. I then heard my birthday and...
by | May 12, 2014 | Stories
I watched the lottery on TV with my fraternity. As our birthdates were selected we left for the bar, some out of depression and some out of joy.I spent the following 3 years staying in school. After graduation I spent the next 6 months appealing my...
by | May 10, 2014 | Stories
I remember the draft well. Pass all your classes, you keep a II-S deferment. Fail one class, I-A! One of my friends failed his English term paper because of run-on sentences and fragments. (Today your computer would catch those errors). He failed the class, was...
by | May 1, 2014 | Stories
Like B.C and A.D., the lottery divided my life on earth into two distinct parts: before this and after this. In advance of the lottery, military experts had informed us that people with numbers lower than about 150 were sure to be drafted. My number was 83....
by | Apr 24, 2014 | Stories
Five or six of us gathered in my Russell Hall dorm room at the University of Georgia. We didn’t have a TV, so we turned our radio up so as not to miss a date. The early dates were met with a hushed tension, but as the time scrolled on, most of us became more...
by | Mar 26, 2014 | Stories
Even though I got a relatively high number in the draft, I was still nervous about the impending pre-induction physical. When I went in to Fort Hamilton (in Brooklyn) for my "reguired by law pre-induction physical," all I could think about was, "How the...
