It has been very interesting reading the responses in this thread. The "what would you do" question is one that I had to answer in late 1970, when I received a notice from the draft board reclassifying me as 1-A (suitable for service). Prior to that, I had a student deferment, and for a short period of time, a 1-Y (unsuitable for medical reasons), which had been an administrative error by the draft board (I got lucky for a few months). There had been a lottery drawing, based upon date of birth, the year before, and I had a low number, which meant that as soon as I was reclassified 1-A, it would be just a matter of a day or so before I would receive my draft notice.
I had friends who had gone to Viet Nam; some returned, and some did not. Those who returned urged me not to go, even though at the time I still felt a willingness serve. My views on the justification of the US involvement in the war had changed in the previous two years from a viewpoint of having bought into the government propaganda, to a realization/suspicion that we had been duped.
What choice would I make when the letter came? This thought was on my mind constantly, for several months. Having abandoned any feelings of serving for patriotic reasons, my reasoning became more pragmatic than anything else. I did not want to have to flee the country or live underground. Also, I did not want to play the games of feigning ailment, mental instability, or homosexuality. On the otherhand, I did not want to be in a position to have to kill or be killed in an unjust war.
I opted to volunteer for duty in the Air Force, as did many others at the time for the same reasons. So, when the letter came, I went immediately to the Air Force recruiter, and volunteered. I got lucky, and was selected for training as an electronic technician supporting weather reconnaisance missions, and I had excellent duty assignments for the entire time that I was in uniform.
I was extremely lucky. Had I not joined the Air Force, I would probably not have gone to Japan in 1973, and I would have not met the wonderful Japanese lady to whom I have been married for the past 30 years. You never know what would have happened by taking a different fork in the road of life, but the path that I chose has been a very happy one.
--Bob