In 1969, my draft lottery number was 365 (next to last)! When I sat down with the recruiters, they wanted to send me to night school and serve in the Airforce during the day,!? I did it on my own, without them. I feel I was much happier controlling my own destiny. My eyes were bad and I am red-green color blind. I was never going to be a pilot!
So, I followed my own drummer! Now, I have my private pilot's license. I retired after 25 years of a general surgery/chronic pain management practice. I'm not rich. But, things, other than money, make my life full and happy.
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