Shangri-La

I grew up in a small town in Georgia. As a child I thought the whole world drank. My folks drank and everyone we visited, or who visited us, drank. I can’t tell you when I first started drinking, but I was told that when I was in diapers my mother used to give me a shot of liquor when I wouldn’t go to sleep. I can’t remember not drinking while growing up. I stole alcohol from the cabinets and fridge and drained unfinished drinks after the adults passed out. Sometimes I broke into houses just to get booze.