On the evening of December 1, 1969, officials of the Selective Service and the U.S. Congress post birth dates in ascending order, as they are drawn in the first Vietnam-era draft lottery at Selective Service headquarters in Washington. The broadcast of the event was carried live over the radio and on CBS.
For the millions of young men and their families watching on TV or listening over the radio, it was the one time they instinctively didn’t want to have the lucky number. The Selective Service had estimated that those with numbers in the lowest one-third would likely be drafted; those in the upper one-third were likely safe; and those in the middle might or might not be drafted. That night, if a man got a low number, he quickly had to size up his immediate future.
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What was Trump’s number that night? He was born June 14th.
As you can see, Trump’s number was one of the highest. That number was never called.
Calling him ‘bone spurs’ is idiotic. Medical deferment or not, Trump would not have been drafted.
I am so glad you posted this. I would never have known the truth otherwise. Thanks!
So you’re a racist?
Bam!….I was #28….Vietnam here I come except my deferment says that I was only 12 years old…..
God bless all that served and most of all those that gave their all….
Frankly given the complete lack of education this is an issue most can’t relate to 50 years later but it won’t stop their smear which will be repeated by those that despise Trump just to smear him.
Trump’s medical bone spurs exemption would be what the democrats today call an ‘insurance policy.’ How about grandpa joe’s asthma?
He wasn’t called, anything else has no relevance.
A friend recently told a story about that night. He was 23, went to a bar that night in fear of getting picked. The other patrons, many of whom had served, commiserated with him as date after date was picked. As time wore on, and his birthday kept getting passed over, the vets became less and less supportive, and ultimately he decided that he had better leave. His number was also in the last 10% so he didn’t get called up.
Funny, they selected draftees up to number 195 for the draft. My lottery number was 194.
I was never drafted, I enlisted 10 months earlier on February 1969 at the age of 18. June of 1970 at the age of 19, I was sent to Vietnam and didn’t return until February 1972 after my 21st birthday.
Never knew I would have been drafted, it would have been the only time in my life that I would have “hit” the lottery and I missed it.
Got mine #19 one week later was at Ft.Ord Calif.thought it was a bad dream. But then i re-upd and spent 4 more years in.turned out to be the best for me as i grew up and became a man at a very young age.😎
My oldest brother who was 19 was number 305. My other brother, who was 16, was 313. Good thing I was only 13: I was 44.
I spent that evening sitting in the TV room of a mens’ dorm at the University of Texas. One by one, boys would get up and leave the room as their number was called. My birthday is April 30th, number 208. Phoned my parents. They had no idea the lottery was being drawn.
Never served but had a fantastic start to a career in computer sciences while working as a contractor for the Navy in anti-submarine warfare. P3 Orions, sonobouys, and Omega navigation were my life for the first three years out of college.
As opposed to the illustrious military careers of Bill and Hillary, Obama, Bernie, Warren, Kabbalah, Booker and Mayor Corporal “Pete” Klinger bringing up the rear of the 4077th Fightin’ Fecalphiliacs.
It is good to reintroduce this subject into the conversation.
That’s not anything similar to how obama registered:
http://wheresobamasbirthcertificate.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/Selective-Service-System-Card-2-Cards.jpg
https://obamabc.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/sss_card_debunked-b.jpg
This is Mayor I Eat Ass’s ace in the butthole.
He volunteered to serve under I Still Have The Hat To This Very Day Kerry’s presidential campaign in 2004. He told him no one would just elect you for being a buttfucker. So inspired by Kerry, he waited to join the Navy five years later in the Obama admin because of his love of duty and seaman and tight spaces. Entirely under the Obama undermine and transform the military into queers and trannies era. A manchurian.
After 5 years of practicing to be an “officer”, they sent him to Afghanistan in 2014 to drive around Obama dignitaries and to speak the language in order to procure young boys.
Now, his lifetime effort to run for class president is about to prematurely ejaculate in his face. Not in the good way.
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I was 19 in 1972 and listened to the radio as they were calling out the draft numbers, # 1 was March 6th 2 days after my 19th birthday. When I heard them say March I just about died because if I had been born 2 days later in 1953 I would’ve been down to see the Navy recruiter that same day. As it was my draft number was 51 and I had already planned on joining the Navy so I signed up as soon as I could before they could draft me. My dad talked me out of joining the Navy in 1971 right out of HS as the Vietnam War was still hot and heavy. He had been in the Air Force between World War 2 and Korea and he worried about me joining the Navy because of the Vietnam War. He also was discharged from the Air Force on a Friday the day before the Korean war started in early June 1950. Truman declared war the next day and if he’d been held over until the following Monday he would’ve been in for the duration of the Korean war and I may might not be here if that had happened. As it was my dad and my uncle both veterans drove all the way across the country from New Haven, Ct. to Coeur d’ Alene Idaho as fast as they could to register with their draft board and when they got they got there they were told that they could’ve made a long distance phone call and registered with their draft board. Long distance phone calls weren’t cheap back then but they had one hell of an eventful and fun trip home from all the stories they told.
356 wouldn’t have been called.
Mine was 256, but already was an Air Force officer by then.
Never worried about it as I was dodging draft with 1D deferment as an AFROTC cadet in college.😀
Graduated from college in 1967.
I served 7 years active and 13 reserve with no combat tours. Some would say I dodged the draft.
And to make matters worse Nixon ended the draft just before the 1972 Presidential election while was in boot camp. I was pissed at the time because of that but my time in the Navy was worth it, draft or no draft.
Number 293, thank-you. I would have gone to Canada before I’d go to a PIECE OF SHIT war like Vietnam that had absolutely ZERO to do “defending freedom for America” (BULLSHIT BULLSHIT BULLSHIT). Anyone that defends that war is a brainwashed idiot and doesn’t have a clue why the U.S. military is nothing more than a tool for globalist and international banker’s causes. Grow up already. I knew this at age 19.
Billy Fuster I have to disagree slightly I hated the Vietnam war as much as anyone else did at the time but having been in the Philippines at the time that war ended in the Spring of 1975 and we as a nation betrayed the S, Vietnamese, no thanks to the democraps and frank Church from Idaho who I despised. maybe we shouldn’t have been there but we sure as hell should’ve won it except for all the cowards and chickenshits who didn’t give us a chance. I also thought about going to Canada just long enough to realize it would’ve been the stupidest thing I could’ve ever done. And 3 weeks before I joined the navy I was in Bezerkley with my best friend who retired as A CPO after 30 yrs. in the Navy at afree concert with Country Joe and thr fish swearing at Nixon, gimme an F, you all know the song, so I’ve been on both sides of that damned war.
Geez… 020 for me. But I was only 2 that night. 😳
251…. but 12.
“Speaking the truth in times of universal deceit is a revolutionary act.” Geo. Orwell
My number was 315 and, at that time, I was already 28 yrs old, been in the Navy for 10 years and had just been commissioned as a Medical Service Corps Officer. I went on to retire after 30 years and though I was a Vietnam era vet, I was fortunate enough not to have drawn time in Vietnam. My job, as a Corpsman, from ’60 to ’70, was to take care of returning vets and to give them the best I had to offer – stateside. These guys taught me a lot, as I cared for them, and, to this day, I still carry a lot of respect and heartfelt compassion for them for having fought in that hellhole.
There’s no honor in being drafted for vietnam or korea…
stupid non-wars.