My father used to show me WWII movies to explain his experience in the war. Although he tried to present it as a positive experience, it terrified me. I remember my mother looking up my birthdate in one of the draft lotteries, seeing that my birthday was near the top and being thankful I was too young. However, the draft ended well before I was of draft age. There was still a little fear that it would get re-instated, but being drafted was never a reality.