In the fall of 1969 I learned that my draft number was “8”. I was already slated to be commissioned & later went to Vietnam as a Huey pilot.
But it was in the summer of 1967 that Vietnam combat deaths started to weigh on me as I was 18 and already could have enlisted.
Never forget to honor our fallen brave. My wife & I are retired military & an annual pilgrimage to Arlington is the very least we can do.
I’m an in between’r, having graduated in 80 from HS. Our family has a lot of military in it. My nephews are in the service now.
I am in awe of all of you. I get choaked up at a moments notice when I read these stories.
I registered for the draft, first year since it was discontinued.
I would have served if called upon, but Carter had other plans.
Thank you for all that you do, whether your vets of WW11, Korea, VN, or of any other duty... You are appreciated by the majority of Americans.
God Bless you and your families for your sacrifices.