I was in AFROTC when my number was chosen and I thought it funny at the time that my number was so high and I actually wanted to get into the Air Force as soon as possible so I could learn to fly. My goal was to fly a fighter and get to Viet Nam, while most of my classmates were trying to figure out ways to get out of going.
My best friend’s number was in the low 100’s and he joined the National Guard. Lucky for me I didn’t get the fighter and was assigned to transports, otherwise I probably would have been shot down. Rather be lucky than good!