I’ve been ranting so much over SCOTUS lately, I thought I put out something a little lighter… This is a story I wrote years ago that I recently reworked, partly to remove some of Carl’s NSFW commentary on life. Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Connors Junior College in the early 1970s was an interesting place as there was a large number of returning Vietnam veterans enrolled at the institution. Carl was one of those.
I had started college at the University of Rhode Island. My main motivation at the time was to avoid the Vietnam draft. I did not have a clear picture as to my direction in life and thus was, at best, a very indifferent student. When my birthday came up with a very high number in the draft lottery, the probability being drafted approached zero. I dropped out of college. With no real skills I started working as a factory hand in an injection molding plant in Cranston, Rhode Island.
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