So I stand at the bottom of my doorstep, having been drawn out of bed by the flashes of light. At first I thought them to be the flickering of electricity, from one of my neighbors’ lamps perhaps. This is not the case.
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The time was now (I was still a 20 year old college student), but our country was in a heightened state of war. Conscription was again initiated, and I was drafted. We were in such a war that it became necessary to even draft women, although still in fewer numbers than the men. Continue reading “Drafted”