My dad was a lucky man. Born in 1903, he was just too young for service in World War I and a bit too old for the same in World War II. Not that he couldn’t have volunteered for the latter. He certainly could have, but decided not to.
Many years ago, he gave me some papers associated with what was then called the Selective Service. I never took a close look at them, until now.
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