Hello Recoverees and Recoveretts and a special salute to those of you you absolutly crazy and have the pappers to prove it

I  choked down my last drink in the wee hours of the morning on June 21, 1988.  I did not have insurance or money. I was staying with a friend who informed me I could not stay there any more. He was also kind enough to let met know.  That no one else wanted me around. He called alocal AA club and they said they would sit with me between 7am and 11pm if he would let me stay on as long as I was sober. Since the kids would be asleep when I was there, he agreed.

I am big and at the time look and smelled terrible. I took baths, used deoderant and colonge but it did not help. as a result the would not let me in the meeting for a few days, but some on sat with me the whole time. a few days later, I went in to a meeting.  I really expected after the meeting there would be an initiation an then a one on one, with a committee that would get me  a doctor for some good drugs.  A loan officer, and a job conslutant to get me a job, and of corse a social director to hook me up with a willing woman.

You can imagine my disapontment when that did not happen and they showed me the 12 Steps and a God of my understanding

Tune in next time for the rest of my story and the start of the Step and a dicussion there of