Thank you Tom. As I said a day or so ago, we bought a copy when Lawrence asked us to do him the favor. I can't wait to read it. You are a few years older than I and every so often you peel another layer of the onion away. Lucian does that a bit, once in a while. I am beginning to actually understand you. What you have done is one thing, …
Thank you Tom. As I said a day or so ago, we bought a copy when Lawrence asked us to do him the favor. I can't wait to read it. You are a few years older than I and every so often you peel another layer of the onion away. Lucian does that a bit, once in a while. I am beginning to actually understand you. What you have done is one thing, but peeling away the layers is revealing of much more.
I bailed on the California Maritime Academy in January, 1968. My 1-A arrived a week later and I enbarked upon a long battle with my draft board, intending to see them in court and making the case to have them indicted for War Crimes. They knew it and I played their system well. The head of the local board was a retired USAF Desk Pilot who could often be seen walking down our block in his Dress Blues. with all his all his paper speed pushing pins on his chest. He hated my father and it was his mission to get me. As you know, my Dad was a decorated combat pilot.
Several years and many Student Deferements later, a high school classmate fire bombed the Santa Cruz Selective Service office and all my records dissapeared, along with my check mate letter that I had sent to them a few weeks earlier. I was as disappointed as I was relieved. I had a very good lawyer and was planning to refuse induction one more time and make the case to get them or go to jail. Lottery #15
As to Dress Blues, a CMA upper class man was on the front page of the San Francisco Chronicle at the top steps of City Hall in his Dress Blues during a massive anti war march and rally. The FBI came looking for him after they could not find a US Navy officer who looked like him and our ROTC unis were identical..
Thems was the days. It has been said that if you can remember them, you must not have been there.
well said, Karen. you and me both. but then I'm aware now that I had this sort detached, gimlet-eyed (even a tad jaundiced) point of view, courtesy of nowhere I can account for
Thank you Tom. As I said a day or so ago, we bought a copy when Lawrence asked us to do him the favor. I can't wait to read it. You are a few years older than I and every so often you peel another layer of the onion away. Lucian does that a bit, once in a while. I am beginning to actually understand you. What you have done is one thing, but peeling away the layers is revealing of much more.
I bailed on the California Maritime Academy in January, 1968. My 1-A arrived a week later and I enbarked upon a long battle with my draft board, intending to see them in court and making the case to have them indicted for War Crimes. They knew it and I played their system well. The head of the local board was a retired USAF Desk Pilot who could often be seen walking down our block in his Dress Blues. with all his all his paper speed pushing pins on his chest. He hated my father and it was his mission to get me. As you know, my Dad was a decorated combat pilot.
Several years and many Student Deferements later, a high school classmate fire bombed the Santa Cruz Selective Service office and all my records dissapeared, along with my check mate letter that I had sent to them a few weeks earlier. I was as disappointed as I was relieved. I had a very good lawyer and was planning to refuse induction one more time and make the case to get them or go to jail. Lottery #15
As to Dress Blues, a CMA upper class man was on the front page of the San Francisco Chronicle at the top steps of City Hall in his Dress Blues during a massive anti war march and rally. The FBI came looking for him after they could not find a US Navy officer who looked like him and our ROTC unis were identical..
Thems was the days. It has been said that if you can remember them, you must not have been there.
I remember enough to realize what I don’t
well said, Karen. you and me both. but then I'm aware now that I had this sort detached, gimlet-eyed (even a tad jaundiced) point of view, courtesy of nowhere I can account for