This soooooo defines who I am...

Thanks for the memories. The only thing I didn't remember was the Walnetto candy bar.

Larry (Class of '67)

That was cool, but you guys are old.

Mark 6808 (class of 87)

Being born in 69
Its all making sense now

...That was Oustanding!! And Gas was .37 cents a gallon. The Gray Hair proves we are wise! Class of '69. A year Later I was flying Huey Gunships in Vietnam as a Crewchief/Doorgunner. Ahh The 'Good Times' all but gone forever...

Where did the time go? Thanks for the run down memory lane!

Graduated in 1967 @ 17 yr old!! Makes me an old fart!! Bought P car in 1976. Drive hard, crank 7200 rpm with rad cam,good intake, 850 holley Look for chevy vet to keep up, can't find. they were only in rearview mirror.If you blow up cleveland they were plentyfull and cheap. Blow one up in the p car when I got divorced from first wife. She thought a car with blown engine wasnt worth anything in divorce. Not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Ready to start rebuild on car when building finished.Got kid in high school, Sophmore. Want him to be able to take car to prom. Would be treat for him.Lots of work to do! 60's and 70's really fun times!!! Cars were even more fun!!! Lucky to be from thoes times. kids today can only wish.....

Pretty neat DeTom! Yes, the class of “60” is a cool group! Here’s a nostalgia page for those of you with 71 Panteras http://www.panteraplace.com/page49.htm .

Mike

Your site keeps getting better Mike! fantastic.

Thanks everyone for the kind words. It realy had an impact on me when I went to that web site so I wanted to share with my buddies. That is what you guys have become. My buddies.

DeTom sorry about your Pantera.

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one more try.

The war protest and Vietnam part was very moving! I expect it is hard for anyone under age forty to grasp the concept that every child of the sixties faced mandatory military service and those of us that survived are better for it. Every time I hear House of the Rising Sun it takes me back to July 4, 1964 and Navy Air boot camp in Memphis. The draft was a great way to give everyone an up-close and face to face civics lesion about what war means. It’s a lot different when your own back side is on the line.

Mike

Oh she will be ok there Detroit. I will just have to move up my restoration by a few more years is all.
And Mike, that was the only lottery I ever won. They picked my birthday as number one that year.

I don’t recall when the lottery started. In 64 they were calling everyone.

Mike

First Lottery was '72. 'Pulled 235.

[quote]First Lottery was '72. 'Pulled 235.quote]

For the kiddies.

Early 70's saw a lot of drafting of eligible guys, those without the school 2S deferment were 1A and could get called up by your draft board at any moment. Planning a future, heck getting a job with a 1A was tough. So, the powers that be started a ping pong ball lottery. Everyone currently of age and all those turning 18 in '72 were included in the first lottery - done by birthday. 366 ping pong balls, a date on each one. They said the first third would probably be drafted, the second third might get called and the last third was pretty safe unless we decided to ramp up to full-time war. That year was the year of your eligibility - not called that year, you were pretty damn safe from any future drafting call-up.

I pulled #249 and rode out that year as 1A.

Not all my generation was that lucky.

Larry

To add to the history lesson, I was a second or third year lottery participant, turned 18 in September 1973. My birthdate drew a number in the sixties that year, 62, 64 something like that. Uncle Sam was rubbing his hands together, looking at me with evil intentions in his eyes. But by the time September 1974 rolled around Uncle Sam had stopped inducting draftees. Still had to file with the selective service system though.

Personally, I enjoy looking back on all the good times I've had, and all the lessons I've learned from my mistakes. But I don't believe in longing for the good old days, what good does it do? Like the Carly Simon song says, these are the good ol' days. Hell, I didn't own a Pantera in 1973. The wonder of the internet didn't exist (making this bulletin board possibe). There's plenty of great things to be nostalgic about right here in 2006.

Dudes, I'm gonna be a grandpa for the first time in October!

These ARE the good ol' days.

George

Yep, but once they did the physical they decided I wasn't what they were looking for. I was reclassified 1-H. That meant if they got desperate and no one else was left, they would take me.