by | Oct 21, 2010 | Stories
I remember listening number by number that night and being surprised that no March birthdays had been called. Until No. 29 which was March 2. So I knew my goose was cooked and it was just a matter of time until I was over there.However, in late December 1970,...
by | Oct 13, 2010 | Stories
The night of the first lottery, when I was a freshman at Duke University, I was in the "Pep Band" at a Duke basketball game in Greensboro, NC. The bus ride to the game (about an hour away) was interminable and deadly quiet, and we were all...
by | Oct 12, 2010 | Stories
College sophomore sitting around the TV drinking beer, watching the lottery. Probably 20 fraternity brothers, all of us gathered around. Cheers and hollers when our birthdays were called. Other then real low numbers like my roommate, No. 26, most of...
by | Oct 7, 2010 | Stories
It is early December and a group of us from Canterbury are in Greensboro for an early season Duke basketball game at the recently refurbished Greensboro Coliseum. We are sitting in the stands and the draft lottery begins.Transistor radios are in use but not real...
by | Oct 1, 2010 | Stories
I remember the night we gathered around the Delta Sigma Phi Chapter Room in House S, eyes glued to the television. When No. 1 was chosen, the phone rang and a sad mother apologized to her unlucky son. As the night progressed, sighs could be heard, not only in the...
by | Sep 30, 2010 | Stories
On the night of the draft lottery, I was working at the campus radio station at Duke University. For all the men on campus, this was the news story of the decade. As the birthdays and numbers came across the ancient, clattering teletype, the newsmen and...