Growing up in Grass Valley, I knew quite a few people who were Mormons. As far as I was concerned, it was just another church, and they were good
people.
One of my Mormon high school friends was in the same draft call with me in January 1967. At the pre-induction center in Oakland, he stated that he
was a contentious objector, and could not take up arms against an enemy.
The Army said "Fine, you can be a medic!" I talked to him a few years after we got out, and he saw a lot of action in Viet Nam treating and
evacuating wounded soldiers.
He stayed in the emergency responder field when he was a civilian again and was pursuing advanced training through the GI bill.
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