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Web Exclusive: A Tree, A Car, A Man ... and God
His sober journey began one night behind the wheel of a car at the end of the road
"Tears were streaming down my face, and something told me to turn around and go back home. I think it was God."
I've been sober almost three years now and believe it or not, I still hang out with my drinking and drugging buddies.
I have some pretty high and mighty friends. Musicians and rock stars. They're all right there for me when I need them, in quick succession, stored in my record cabinet alphabetically from A to Z. At my disposal, for whenever it was time to crack open a beer or light a joint. I kept my friends in the basement, which was my sanctuary and where solitude was my only friend.
I would hide away down there in the dark, the windows covered by tie-dyed, tattered... Login to read more
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