I went to junior college. When I finished in 1968, I had no money for college. I also had an uneasy feeling that I wasn’t fulfilling my duty to my country.
I volunteered for the USAF a year later. They told me to go home and they would call me. At least 2 months went by and they call me in for testing. Two more months later, they said they would train for jet electronics. More waiting and told me to the Army for a physical.
This was when many people were faking limps, deafness, crazy, etc.
I was doing well until they told me to go to the doctors room where most of the crazies were sitting.
The doctor asked me how long have you had a heart murmur. “From birth but it’s no probllem. I lettered for track 6 years in 600, mile, cross-country, “ I said.
“Doesn’t matter. You’re 1Y. Thank you,” he said.
I appealed. Went to the Naval Hospital. AF and Navy doctors. They examined me and then left for 30 minutes.”
They said it’s bad news. I told them that in the interim I decided if I was turned down again, I was going to California and meet girls. What do you think is bad news?
They laughed and said I’m 4F - no appeals. Thank you for volunteering. Go have fun.