tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148048131502110089.post4955120663683330068..comments2024-02-08T03:37:01.136-06:00Comments on Heretic, Rebel, a Thing to Flout: How I Became an All-Expense Paid Guest of Uncle Sam—The WaitingPatrick Murfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191688376908660270noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148048131502110089.post-90386414326248683012012-02-11T07:22:05.610-06:002012-02-11T07:22:05.610-06:00I knew there was a reason I liked you. I burned my...I knew there was a reason I liked you. I burned my draft card on Grant Park Lawn then too. When called later that year, I was living in Detroit, and I resisted. A couple of FBI guys visited me where I lived, but I think since I appeared harmless and merely confused, they went away and never came back. I was never tried for it, and the crime disappeared from my record when I was forty.Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005685355127684780noreply@blogger.com