You're right!
Other observation: When I was in High School we kept hearing about former classmates dying or being injured in Viet Nam. I kept thinking "I'm graduating into this crap?"
Mr. Alice graduated in 1968, he was #23 in the draft lottery. He knew he was going and took off for Hawaii until Uncle Sam called. His Mom received his notice on his birthday, he came right home and was off to the Newark, NJ center within 2 weeks. From Hawaii to a bus going to Ft. Campbell, KY talk about culture shock.