by | Aug 26, 2010 | Stories
I remember the night of the lottery well. We all gathered in the common room of the fraternity house to see what numbers would be selected for our birthdays in the lottery. I got there a few minutes late and they had already picked the first ten numbers. I asked did...
by | Aug 18, 2010 | Stories
I was a student at Duke from 1966 to 1970–a very volatile period for everyone, but especially for males over the age of eighteen. Draft statuses were constantly changing, with the result that none of us who were classified II-S (student deferment) felt any...
by | Aug 16, 2010 | Stories
The night of the first lottery I was at a Duke-VPI basketball game in the Greensboro Coliseum. (Va. Tech was known as VPI in those days, as you may recall). A fellow sitting several rows below me had a transistor radio and was writing down dates and draft numbers as...
by | Aug 16, 2010 | Stories
I had a lottery number of 51, which helped me make my decision to pursue a conscientious objector status, which I was able to get. I ended up (after a false start) working at the Wake County Public Library, cataloging books.The biggest impact of all this was that it...
by | Aug 16, 2010 | Stories
I don’t remember much except joining my fraternity brothers in the commons area and watching the drawing on TV. I really had no plan for what I’d do if drafted; I admit I simply felt lucky. Having torn up my knee the previous summer, I knew I...
by | Aug 15, 2010 | Stories
I was a sophomore at Duke University in 1968, a turbulent time to be sure. My roommate had just flunked out and soon enlisted in the navy in order to avoid being drafted in to the army.I did not support the war in VietNam as it seemed to be a senseless...
