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| 1. | A Miracle at Christmas----A Man Re-born WOULD you say that a man who had been drinking for months, who had wound up in a flop house in such shape he could not get out of bed and whose "entire frame shook with convulsive-like tremors"--would you say that man could get up the following morning "clear eyed, his complexion good and. . .perfectly poised?" Of course not. But that's what happened in Chicago one Christmas five years ago. Following is an account of the strange happening, written by an A.A. member of the Chicago Group. | December 1946 | |
| 2. | --The Loan Of-- (by The Deacon) New York -- FREQUENTLY, and of course unofficially, there pops up the subject of money, the loan of. It is the root of many unnecessary and extraneous A.A. evils. Finding little guidance on this in our Tradition or 12 Steps, here is offered (as opinions only, remember) the fruit of a recent round-table discussion where this subject was batted around. Neophytes to old-timers, all present had gained, or suffered, some experience on the subject. | May 1949 | |
| 3. | Mail Call (by M.I.R.) WE are, here in Sydney, in the throes of a coal strike and the newspapers and radio programs are "high-lighting" the "power shortage." All is dark; misery and even starvation are the order of the day for a section of the working folk. | November 1949 | |
| 4. | How We Alcoholics Can Cry! (by Anon.) WHAT infinite, and usually unrecognized capacities we alcoholics have for feeling sorry for ourselves! It was, of course, far worse during the days when, because we felt we were misunderstood, slighted, abused and unappreciated, we fled to the numbing bottle and narcotized our imagined hurts in alcohol. Yet the capacity for self-pity, like the allergy to alcohol, will be always with us, it seems to me. It is a human trait, but one which can be pushed back, thrust out, by a constant program of self-discipline within the framework of the AA philosophy. | September 1950 | |
| 5. | Facing Up to a Problem (by K.J. and R.G.) Colorado -- COLORADO Springs has Pikes Peak, the breath-taking beauty of the Garden of the Gods--and an alcoholic problem. And the problem, while augmented by the thousands who flock to the mountain city to view its scenic wonders each year, is not a tourist problem. It nestles right in the lap of the city. | October 1950 | |
| 6. | The Biggest Aspidistra in the Horoscope AT income-taxing time, the season of testing how big a lie they'll stand for, I discover again that the anticipated net in the frittering of the fiscal year has been sabotaged. Somebody, or thing has done it in. Murder. Applying logic as usual, I unravel the mystery. Simple. Unforeseen occurrences occurred. | March 1951 | |
| 7. | Case History WHEN a big man swoops into a room, you notice him. When this big man spouts a new idea every minute, you can't miss him. That's Tom. Tom is full of physical energy and has an idea for every square inch of him. For 26 years he was as full of liquor as ideas. | April 1952 | |
| 8. | How Many of Us Were 100 (by W. B. H.) New York -- SEVERAL times recently I have used the word "phony" in conversations regarding alcoholism. And several times recently I have heard the same word used by others, in closed meetings and in other places where the talk is of alcoholics and their ways. | May 1953 | |
| 9. | AA at Work. . .or at Leisure (by Bob) New York -- ON September 13, 1949 in a large western metropolis a stranger called the AA Central Office in that city at 10:00 A.M., asking for help. He was alone in a hotel room, had been drinking for the three days previous, but had not yet taken a drink that morning. He wanted to stop. . .he had a sincere, yes, a desperate desire to stop drinking, for on September 15 he had to present himself to the faculty of a university where he was to have another chance to continue a promising career, once interrupted by war service and subsequent alcoholism. For three years prior to this time, he had found and maintained sobriety in AA, reestablishing his reputation and ... | July 1953 | |
| 10. | A Moment in a Prelude (by Semper Fi.) MY greatest adventure? Something I was assigned to? No. It was an empty half-pint bourbon flask I threw away. Why? Well: | May 1954 | |
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