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August 2012: Changing the Channel

A Texas man finds a power greater than TV

I owe my life to AA and to one man in particular in the Eastland, Texas Group who was as iron-headed as I—Shorty S., now long deceased.

Three months into AA, if I saw a beer ad on TV, saliva would run down both sides of my chin. I learned to solve this by jumping up and changing the station for three minutes, then switching back to my program. At four months, I craved a drink so badly I could taste it—literally. The next meeting I attended, I told them that they had promised me things would be better, but instead things had gotten worse. I wanted to drink more than ever. I said... Login to read more
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