Ryan, on my 18th birthday I went on an all-night drunk with a couple of my friends. That morning, at 0700 at the friend's house where I spent what was left of the night, my old man showed up and said "okay today you sign-up for the draft, but first get dressed - we are heading into town to visit all the military recruiters." And that's what we did, USAF, USMC, USN....skipped the Coast Guard, inexplicably. Chose Navy as they offered the best school and the best chow. "College?" ...Uncle Sam'll pay for that. 1959, and he had more kids than house.