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March 2011: The angel at the table

Twenty-five years later he’s still passing on what a mysterious stranger offered him

"I pictured a room full of men in dirty clothes, smelling of urine and bag ladies with all their belongings in shopping carts."

I met Jack at my first AA meeting in 1985.

The meeting, in a Detroit suburb, was packed with people. There were a dozen tables, each dedicated to one of the Twelve Steps. So, depending on the Step you were working, you could sit at the appropriate table.

I was scared. I sat in the parking lot, building up the courage to go into the meeting. I pictured a room full of men in dirty clothes, smelling of urine and bag ladies with all their belongings in shopping carts. I was surprised to see that everyone looked like me. They were just regular people.

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