Bob, Virginia, 1969. No. 004: Aftershock

I grew up as a military brat. At the height of the Vietnam war my dad was Surgeon for the 5th Air Force, based at Fuchu Air Station just outside of Tokyo. He was responsible for all AF hospitals along the Pacific rim: Okinawa (then still under U.S.occupation), the...

Steve, Virginia, 1969. No. 223: Decades Pondering

My story has no cosmic implications, and may seem trivial to others. But it’s memorable to me, anyway, as someone who has now spent many decades pondering and re-re-re-pondering Vietnam, for its little bitter taste of capricious irony.Myself, I was already...

Jim, Georgia, 1969. No. 092: Different Kind Of Fraternity

December 1, 1969 was the opening game of the basketball season: Duke v. Va Tech, at the Greensboro Coliseum. Duke won, 66-63, as 4,611 of us nervously watched. The Duke team was all "white", as you may expect back then, with a 17-9 record for the season; OK,...

Dennis, North Carolina, 1969. No. 300+: Kept Me Out

I married in December 1968, during my senior year at UNC, totally unaware that being married disqualified me for enlistment in the Army, Navy, and Air Force reserves.  The National Guard did enlist married men, but they had a 3 year waiting list to get in. ...

Bobby, California, 1969. No. 114: Most Difficult Challenge

I was a graduating senior from UNC in 1969. I was engaged and the date of the wedding was set for August, 1969. As my senior year was approaching completion, I had no job (no one was hiring potential I-A’s), no residence and I was about to become a husband. I...

Stuart, Minnesota, 1969. Stampede

I volunteered for the Army during my senior year at UNC in 1969 before I received my draft number. I thought I would have to go eventually, so I volunteered for a three year tour in return for enrollment in Officer Candidate School, which with Basic, Advance Infantry...