No, we were sweating it. My brother and I had to pull out of college; somehow staying alive in a place full of unfriendly folks became more important that the Ossian Cycle.

Here's part of the reason for the sweat: In January, 1968, an Ordnance Company that repaired trucks and things became a Quartermaster Company that distributed food and fuel. An Infantry Platoon (me and others) was slammed into the QM Company as the Bath and Laundry Platoon w/attached Graves Registration Unit. Save for the supply room and the company clerk, no one was qualified in their job. No one knew what they were to do. NATURALLY we were the only unit from Illinois which could be activated! However, we brought back a second "Meritorious Unit" citation and streamer for the company flag and had a (not activated with us) guy in the company earn a Silver Star for bravery (posthumously).

Oh, yes -- that Bath, Laundry, and Graves Platoon was chopped off and the individuals sent to various other units, mostly Infantry. All of us got a chance to serve overseas, including a bunch that went to Canada to test chemical warfare equipment in not-very-dilute mustard gas.

The best part of it all was about August 15, 1969, when we came home.