Vietnam

I was drafted on the date of December 1, 1969. The United States began a new method of drafting young men to fight the war in Vietnam: It held a lottery. It worked like this: Each day of the year was printed on a piece of paper. These pieces of paper, representing each potential draftee's birthday, were placed in blue plastic capsules which were then placed into a large glass jar. As millions watched on TV or listened on radio, the capsules were drawn from the jar, one by one. I being born on December 7th was picked as the 12th draft. This guaranteed that I would most certainly be serving in Vietnam. As I packed up my bags I hugged my teary eyed mother and went on to the recruiting offices. We were to ship out tomorrow morning

We entered boot camp with an uneasy feeling fearing that the worst is yet to come. We were forced to do these drills which were physically demanding on our bodies. We climbed up ropes, did a fai

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I prayed to god that we would pull out on this one. I could only interpret the whole visual through sounds. The metal of the bullet like a knife pierced through my flesh with ease, leaving a hole the size of a marble. My health is normal well except for my right arm obviously but I can manage. As we walk cautiously over the dry flora that has littered the forest floor our eyes are peeled expecting an ambush. As we were being hit under this heavy fire I was only thinking whether or not I will go to heaven or hell. As I was laying there cradling the wounds a medic showed up to heal my wounds. As we made a mad dash for it Ben Avery gets shelled heavily and dies almost instantly, making a gurgling noise as he died. As we exited the barracks we saw Ben Avery being shipped to America. Droplets of stained colored sweat sting my eyes, but that is the least of my problems. The pain was excruciating, and unbearable. Communist artillery hit our base extremely hard.

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Approximate Word count = 1608
Approximate Pages = 6 (250 words per page double spaced)

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