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A River So Swift
She was swept along in a current of alcoholism until her 10-year-old daughter pleaded with her one night
It was 1974. A time of youth, a time in which reason was cast to the wind. I did not know yet that I had become an alcoholic and was out of control.
I was a divorced woman with three children. There were still moments of control when I knew I didn't want to lose myself totally to the drink. But I was on a river so swift. There was hardly any time to find shore. And I somewhat feared what I might find there.
I did not realize how far I would go down the river from there. I never wound up on skid row or lost my home or went to jail, like so many alcoholics. But I had my own...
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