In 1970 when I received my draft notice, I was Number #15–they were drawing up to 395 (or so) if I remember right. So I went on the bus with the other young guys to Los Angeles and went thru a barrage of tests to start the indoctrination towards becoming a member of the United States Military. When I got to the eye doc, he carefully looked at my eyes with the bright square light and stopped, opened his big book and said son, you are not going anywhere because you have corneal dystrophy. Then using a Big Red Stamp on my paper, as it went Clunk , when he pulled it away, In Big Red Print—it said 4F. So—I did not go to Vietnam with the others. I remember when some of our vets came home from Nam, the reception they got was less than legendary from some citizens which suked. Whether you thought that war was necessary or not, many young Americans died for their country–God Bless Them. They sacrificed with the ultimate price—Life. Since I was not there I can only imagine what it would have been like to be there. Many friends of mine were there and have told me stories of the horrors of war. The struggles mentally, the after the fact medical problems they suffered because of Agent Orange and other causes—What a frickin nightmare for them. The Good News is—Last Nite while watching the Colbert Report, a young man came on and talked about this web site for Veterans. I urge you to pass this site on to Family, Friends, Vets for Resources, Discounts and Services. Thank You for Serving Our Country and For the Sacrifices You and Your Families Have Endured For All of Us.