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October 2011: To the Rescue

I was almost a year sober and starting to feel pretty "safe." I knew that alcohol was cunning, baffling and powerful, but that afternoon I was about to learn that it is also patient and very sneaky.

After work I stopped by a small "mom and pop" grocery store less than half a mile from my home. I needed some groceries, but I sure got a lot more that afternoon!

While browsing in the produce section it suddenly became very clear something was terribly wrong. Several customers bolted out of the store, and I could hear the unmistakable sound of a fight. Get out of here, I told... Login to read more
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