A BUS RIDE, A TRAVELER, A LETTER
A BUS RIDE, A TRAVELER, A LETTER For a Young man named Micky Fajima, and for the West Kentucky Men on Their Way to Induction In September of 1967 I had been picked up in front of the Arcade Theater in Paducah, KY by the bus taking the future inductees into the U.S. Army to Fort Knox for the formalities. Most of the bus was pretty subdued, deep in thought and contemplating every possible scenario that the future might deliver. But, I admit I was ready for this new chapter in my life. The draft had ended my on and off studies at Paducah Junior College over portions of three years for good. And I was O.K. with it. I had been a political science major, and had had an interest with the situation in Vietnam. I wasn't concerned as much with the merits of the war, but since we were there, instead the mounting casualties of American young men of my approximate age. I felt a calling to do my part alongside my future brothers in arms already engaged....