I was in ROTC Airforce about 1968 when the capt brought me into the office and said with my physical disablilities I could never be part of a flight crew,,,,but I could work in supply, etc. So I left ROTC and learned to fly and be an aircraft mechanic and avionics tech....then went to the College of education. My dad's brother got the DFC in WWII and the Airforce cross in Vietnam and dad was a conservative. One day, he took me aside and told me he and mom had been talking and if I was ever drafted, they would be taking me to Canada! Then I found out my draft number was 354 and I just had to go into the pool for one year and I was "safe." While I will always honor those in the military, Mellow wont let me express my feeling about those that sent our people and equipment over there and for what reasons. That was the time I stopped trusting the feral govt.