William, South Carolina, 1969. No. 040: Bad Way To Choose

I vividly remember the day of the lottery. All of my close college friends gathered in one room to watch. I was the first number drawn from our group at 040. The next highest number for those in the room was in the 90s. It was ironic that we were the only...

Robert, Wisconsin, 1969. No. 232: We Did Our Part

I didn’t get to see my number till the Sunday morning following the lottery due to my being in about the sixth week of basic at Ft. Campbell, KY. Our BCT Company (B-10-2) was limited to Company area, but on those Sunday mornings, a couple sons of non-coms...

Ron, Arizona, 1969. No. 035: Salvation Lottery

35.  My birthday in 1948 was on May 7.  That’s month 5, day 7.  5×7=35, my draft number.  It was all too neat.  I was a senior at Cornell sitting on the sofa next to my pregnant young wife in the library room of our tiny student...

William, Georgia, 1969. I'll Take Care of This

I avoided the draft by keeping my student deferment until 1966, when I left college temporarily to raise the money to continue my education. Three weeks after I left, I was called up for a physical at Fort Jackson, SC. There I passed the AFQT with flying colors,...

Jimmie, Tennessee, 1972. No. 300+: Agitated and Uncertain

I remember the day of the lottery like it was yesterday. At the time, I was a senior at St. Paul’s School, an all boys Catholic high school in Covington, Louisiana. We were in homeroom watching a black and white television. As the numbers were called, I could...