Chuck, Illinois, 1969. No. 358: Unhappy Roommates

My two room mates and I sat in front of a TV at the Calloway Gardens Apartments and watched while they pulled out the draft numbers in 1969. One room mate’s number was 14, the one was 17.  My number never came up, the reason being that they...

Patrick, Georgia, 1969. No. 001: The Wire Report

The night of the lottery I was working at the office of The Red and Black, UGA’s student newspaper.  The first wire report read September 4 as the first number drawn; after I had breathed a sigh of relief, a correction came through: ...

Frank, Georgia, 1969. No. 070: Flying In My Blood

In 1966 I graduated from a public all-boys high school that had mandatory Army ROTC. Those were good years but I learned enough about the Army to realize that I did not want to walk through Rice Paddy 101. Being accepted to UGA gave me a II-S deferment plus they had...

John, Georgia, 1969. No. 257: The Big Haircut

I had graduated high school in 1963 at age 17 and was already in college when I registered for the draft.  We filled out the forms and sent them to the draft board every quarter the entire time we were in school, to keep the all-important II-S deferment. ...

Wyman, Georgia, 1969. No. 272: Numbers At The Game

I was at a Georgia basketball game when they called out the lottery numbers. I drew 272 but since I was already in Advanced ROTC, it didn’t matter.  I received my orders for Vietnam on Friday the 13th of August 1971 and served with the 60th...

Tony, Georgia, 1969. No. 239: Out Of Touch In The Hospital

1969-70 was my senior year at UGA. From high school, Vietnam had been an ever-growing issue in the nation and in my life. There was collecting care packages for the troops, registering for the draft, taking the exemption exam as a freshman at UGA, the daily body count...