Saturday, August 5, 2017
My Vietnam War Experience-- Part 2: It's Draft Time
That war goes on forever. Most boys were going to get drafted coming out of high school, unless you went to college (or had a high draft lottery number). A whole lot of boys who hadn't planned on going to college all of a sudden decided to go to college and get that beautiful student deferment.
I had planned on being a teacher since I was seven years old and that meant going to college, so I was ok there.
Maybe the war would be over by the time I got out of college. Foolish boy.
Then, the draft became the draft lottery. Birthdays were taken and put in a big drum and dates pulled. We high school boys watched that intently, hoping that we would not get pulled early. The earlier you were pulled, the more likely you had a one-way ticket to Vietnam.
The first time they had it, I was not eligible because of age. May 24th came up #31. I would have to go to Vietnam had I been eligible. But, if I got the low number this time, perhaps next time I would have a nice high number.
The year that I was eligible, my birthday was pulled #22.
So Much for the Odds. --RoadDog
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