Bob, Kentucky, 1969. The Tunnels of Cu Chi

After graduating from high school in 1962 I got a job in a warehouse.  I had no intention of going to college, but after working for a year I began to understand the value of a college education.  The company I worked for had a tuition re-imbursement plan so...

Ronald, Texas, 1969. No. 137: Nothing But 50,000 Names

I received a notice in the mail at my dorm room to report to the Selective Service office for a physical, at 6:00 in the morning in late February. I was in my last semester of college and would graduate in May. I went to the draft office a few days before and...

Thomas, Kentucky, 1969. No. 155: Deciding Who Would Die

I remember vividly the draft lottery that took place during those years immediately after graduating from UK. I had several draft designations on my selective service card during that time. I started with a II-S as a student, then went into a I-A for a while,...

John, Ohio, 1969. No. 113: At The Naval Shipyard

In 1968 I took a summer job at a Naval Shipyard. After graduating in December 1969 I returned to that job full-time. My job often involved working on nuclear submarines so I was readily granted deferrals. After being deferred several years the draft board asked...

Ed, South Carolina, 1969. No. 004: Favorite Number

My father was a career Army officer.  I had polio in Puerto Rico in 1951 at age 4.  When I turned 18 I went to the draft board for my physical and was declared IV-F due to the polio.When the draft came up in 1969, I was a senior at the University of...

John, Kentucky, 1969. No. 262: Respect and Disrespect

My father was a WWII B-17 pilot and POW, and my father-in-law had been an Army officer who spent 3 years in the Pacific theater. I grew up with a strong belief that military service was one of the obligations of citizenship.  I wanted to fly and...