. . .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...
-- Bob P.