. . .a Glimpse of a World I Didn't Know existed.

"Emerging from the loneliness of alcoholism at High Watch Farm in Kent, Connecticut, I had no idea at all of the scope of the AA fellowship. I found strength in sharing the experience of the AA staff and the other 'guests,' but I was afraid of what would happen when I left the protection of High Watch and returned to the outside. Without drink and my old barroom buddies, life looked pretty bleak.

"Then one day I leafed through some old Grapevines that were on the table in the parlor. The personal stories, the articles, the cartoons and even the letters provided an insight into a... Login to read more
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