- Navigation
- Hot
- New
- Recent Comments
- Activity Feed
- Marketplace
- Members Directory
- Producer's Lounge
- Producer's Vault
- The Gulch: Live! (New)
- Ask the Gulch!
- Going Galt
- Books
- Business
- Classifieds
- Culture
- Economics
- Education
- Entertainment
- Government
- History
- Humor
- Legislation
- Movies
- News
- Philosophy
- Pics
- Politics
- Science
- Technology
- Video
- The Gulch: Best of
- The Gulch: Bugs
- The Gulch: Feature Requests
- The Gulch: Featured Producers
- The Gulch: General
- The Gulch: Introductions
- The Gulch: Local
- The Gulch: Promotions
I was lucky to get a high draft lottery number and was not drafted.
It was a close call for me. Many friends were not as fortunate including my current business partner who signed on with the Air Force. He was only overrun by the VC twice while serving in Viet Nam, and survived with only some hearing loss from working on jet engines.
I believe the draft ended in 72 or 73, Before then, while I was not yet of draft age, the big protests were happening in the city. Without a car, I was forbade by my parents from hoping the train and joining fray.
Because back then, the Boston cops didn't hesitate busting heads with billy clubs. I think Kevin White was the mayor then.
I'll still, give them a thumbs up for protecting the flag.
The last picture should be made into a poster.
This was a great bunch….thanks!
Isn't that special?
Load more comments...