Bob, Virginia, 1969. No. 118: Priceless

I was a sophomore at Duke in December, 1969, living in York House–one of the "new" dorms on west campus. The night of the draft lottery a group of us attended a basketball game at the old Greensboro Coliseum. The freshmen were tasked to take turns...

Cym, Texas, 1969. A Fine Diversion

I had already served in the Navy in Vietnam before college and law school and the draft lottery. My draft number ended up being very high in any event. About a third of our law school class (1969-1972) was composed of veterans.  There were an ample number...

Fred, Georgia, 1969. No. 154: Take Your Chances

In my senior year at Duke my student deferment was rapidly coming to an end. I remember thinking that the draft had always gotten well beyond my number in the past and if I didn’t want to end up slogging around the jungle on foot I...

Nick, California, 1969. No. 300+: Drink More Beer And Pray

I remember the Draft Lottery well. I was a senior at Duke University and awaiting acceptance to Medical School. Clearly, the Vietnam War was not supported philosophically by many college students then eligible for the Draft and hence the unhappiness and angst that...

Dolgan, Michigan, 1969. No. 341: 18 And Immortal

Several things were going through my mind that night:  I had no control over what was going to happen so why worry; I might be IV-F; I was ambivalent about going because the discipline might be good for me; it might be a great!? adventure; and at 18 I was...

Harry, Virginia, 1969. No. 229: A Good Day To Enter The World

The draft and then the lottery dominated not only my life, but everyone around me during my college years until I "placed out" of a likely trip to Vietnam.  Once I realized that going to Vietnam was a real possibility, I did not want to rely only on...