I'm wondering how many posters on this thread were actually born in the 50s and were of draft age between 1969 and 1972 to remember.
I was born in 1954 and received my draft letter on my 18th birthday November 1972. I recall I pulled a #5 so I was reporting had not Nixon ended the draft shortly thereafter.
I was a freshman at Penn State on a running scholarship.
I had received a senatorial appointment to the Naval Academy because I was a HS XC and track star and an eagle scout (when that meant something) but turned it down to my father's dismay who had been a Navy enlisted man shortly after the end of WW2 right after high school.
Ironically, this would have exempted me from the draft and put me out of harm's way.
I recall my father telling me if I wanted to go to Canada he would understand. He didn't want to think of the possibility of his son being killed.
It didn't happen and worked out OK.
Aside from the discussion of the difference between social unrest in the 60s and today (the original post I think), I had a damn good childhood growing up in the 60s.
Other than the day when Kennedy was assassinated and we were sent home from school (1963 5th grade) I don't remember any of the other bad stuff.
It didn't affect me or my family in any way.
My father was a company man (maybe making about 10-12K/year I don't know for sure)
We lived in a pretty little house in suburban Phila. which my parents bought for 24K in 1956 and sold for 10x that in 1986 when they retired and moved to AZ. We had one car.
In retrospect I think America lost its innocence the day Kennedy died...
I'll throw this out... I also think it would be most hopeful for everyone on this post/site to reveal their age, background, where you went to school/if you ran in college if applicable and where you live now, family status and what you do for a living.
I think it would put a lot of these comments in perspective.
We're all different but share a common denominator: running.
Thanks for listening to the ramblings of an old man.
Life is good. Appreciate everyday day of yours and your loved ones.
I personally have known two people who have died of COVID recently. Life is short, fragile, and precious.
Let's all be kind to one another.