Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2004/05/12
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]On 5/12/04 <keith@wbalaw.com (Keith R. Wessel)> thoughtfully wrote: >I was #57. I was on the road taking photographs and did not have an address >because I was staying in hotels, etc.. As such, letters scheduling my >physicals were returned and ultimately the draft ended. I was a #34 in the first year. I enlisted in the Navy figuring it was better to get some good training in exchange for time rather than slog around in jungles and be shot at. I just changed the venue in which I'd be shot at and the lethality of what a "hit" might mean. As it worked out my enlistment physical was my draft physical...just us guys sitting on the Group W bench....shouting KILL KILL KILL. Ultimately I served seven years, did fascinating duty about which I'm absolutely sure our missions contributed to the security of the West. Unfortunately the life of submarine nuclear-trained enlisted folks, especially reactor operators, wasn't really happy. We were short of people, worked LONG hours in a zero-defects program (100 work weeks were common in port, I got to rest when we went to sea which really got to my wife), and there wasn't any sign that it would end very soon. I got a fabulous education, met some amazing people (including a WWII medal of honor winner from the submarine service) who are still friends, took pictures through the periscope (no Leica content, alas) of some "interesting" things, and have a collection of sea stories...which I'll spare you. <grin> So the draft changed my life - for the better. BUT I understand those who had serious qualms about the war and who chose to find ways not to serve. I never got all indignant over Clinton. Now the guys who are currently sending our soldiers and sailors and airmen out to get shot at, and who ducked service: THEM I have a problem with. Adam Bridge