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Ah, Memories!
Wednesday, June 27, 2012 at 1:07PM 
I found an old wallet while cleaning up my office and did a little wallet archeology. This is the admission ticket to the 1967 Yucaipa High School (Calif.) Homecoming Dance. I took my then-sweetheart, Barbara Lane, and we had a pretty interesting time sporting my borrowed suit and her borrowed formal gown . . . and our illegal smiles, of course. A good memory. I did not know I had this artifact of my personal history. But there were other things going on in October 1967, just a few months into my Senior Year . . . .
June 14, 1968 . . . an evening I remember like it was last night . . . but not because of the commencement ceremony . . . only Barbara Lane and I know why . . .
There were rumblings of war on the horizon. These Selective Service System (a.k.a., Draft Board) cards tell my personal story for the next five years: From classified as II-S (student deferment) to I-A (draftable, awaiting the call) and finally to my medical deferment status as I-H (draftable only if war is declared by the Congress, which never happened during the Viet Nam war). That high school football knee injury had a silver lining after all!
Update on Wednesday, October 3, 2012 at 9:31PM by
Dr. Jeff Harper
Dr. Jeff Harper
I was toying around on Google Maps this evening and stumbled upon the house I lived in between 1963 and 1969: 159 East Avenue L, Calimesa, California, 92320 (Google wrongly calls it 154 East Ave. L). It looks a little different now . . . the big trees in the front yard are gone, the car port has been enclosed into a garage, and although you can't see it from this view, there used to be a nice swimming pool in back which now is gone. The color looks the same. My memories of this house are very mixed; mostly bad memories, and a few good ones. I find I have no sense of nostalgia for this house. I have since lived outside the USA for over 30 years . . in Asia, Africa, and Europe. I have lived a wonderfully rich life adventure for the past 44 years . . . and I sure am glad that I did not stay in Calimesa, California.
