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Peanuts (by Harry H.)
On July 1, 1955, thousands of AAs at the International Convention in St. Louis were celebrating the Twentieth Anniversary of the founding of our...
My Sponsor Still Walks With Me (by Jim M.)
I was celebrating forty-three years of sobriety at my home group and expressed regret that my first sponsor, Mac, couldn't be there because he had...
Meetings, Meetings, and More Meetings (by Anonymous)
I have been sober for twenty-five years. In the peculiar math of Alcoholics Anonymous, 25 times 365 equals one. We all share the comradeship of...
The Right to Be Wrong (by Jim N.)
After moving out West, I attended a beginners meeting one afternoon. A man stood at the door greeting people this way: "Are you new? Do you have a...
Growth Allowed (by D. G.)
As more and more people recover through the AA program, there should be significantly more people with longer lengths of sobriety. But as I look...
From wagon trains to jets (by Nancy O.)
My first real contact with Alcoholics Anonymous was made in Yonkers, New York, where I grew up. I had an asthmatic sister in the hospital; she told...
An End to the Alibis (by Jack F.)
Compared to other stories I've heard, my drinking history seems quite ordinary, which can't be said of my recovery. In order to continue drinking, I...
Sobriety Is a Learning Experience (by Barbara S.)
A funny thing happened in my seventeenth year of sobriety: I found out that I wasn't stupid. I'd listened to people in AA saying that alcoholics were...
A Wonderful Time Was Had By All (by Ellie B.)
Our intergroup committee voted in favor of having our first Old-timer's Meeting. Since I made the motion to sponsor the meeting, I was named...
Getting Stupid (by Phil L.)
I grew up in an Irish Catholic neighborhood where everybody drank. Booze was no problem in the beginning. I always had beer but it didn't bother me...