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An AA Pilgrimage

A member and his wife spend a couple of weeks at the Wilson House

The time was anything but lost. If anything, it was probably the antithesis of Ray Milland's epic struggle in his "Lost Weekend." In my 23 years of alcoholic drinking, I had enough lost weekends and mid-weeks as well to scare even the screen version of Ray Milland's character into sobriety. It is often shared somewhat tongue-in-cheek at meetings: that religion is for those who what to go to heaven and spirituality is for those of us who have been to hell and don't want to go back. A normal person would never understand that statement, while a true alcoholic like me needs no explanation.

In July 2010, my wife and I took a day trip from her friend's house in New Hampshire to the Wilson House in East Dorset Vermont.

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