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I became a draft dodger.

We greet each other over the din in the VFW hall and wait for the Grunts to get up from their chairs and begin rolling their sleeves up...timing is critical here....and as they come fully upright (well, as fully upright as a Grunt can get) we announce "Yeah, I didn't wait.....I dodged the draft by joining up!" and the Grunts start slowly sitting down and offer to buy a round....

TET offensive....started early 68, three waves through August (last one started) which went on for another six weeks. Draft boards seemed intent on focusing on specific colleges.....the one I was attending seemed to be one. Letters from classmates in Boot Camp.....I just decided to do Navy.

Six years of chasing Russkies around........
 
You got my take on th' "FuggBork". A simple: "mee too."

As a reveal, my WW-II dad-in-law, a Kiev Ukranian, as a teen, was gathered up by the Nazis along with his twin bro... the twin was not heard from again until his death in 1987, my dad-in-law escaped with the aid of his older bro who lost a leg in his effort to free his siblings... beside the point: D-I-L would drag me along in more recent years (in Miami) and introduce me to his bar buds (most were "bikers" in appearance) as his son-in-law, the Viet Nam vet. We would then drink for free. Much more detail to the story but most will get the point. His generation are the heroes in my paradigm.

I didn't meet his older bro until the late 80's, altho he had "adopted" my dear 'mits as a small kid and was the "sponsor" who brought her family to the States. In spite of the fact he was portrayed as an absolute tyrant according to some of the family, we sat at first meeting and took the measure of each other. After that first meeting we would subsequently sit and share a fifth of vodka and stories of life. He passed a few months before Ukraine gained independence. I miss him. I wish he'd lived to see Ukraine as an independent state.
 
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