September 1952
The Man Behind the Bar
FOUR years ago I was carried out of a bar. I was the bartender. One lady of my group calls us jokingly, I think, a "Mutual Admiration Society." I come in for a share of comment on how wonderful it is that I can perform my duties with the problem I have with drinking. I accept this with an embarrassed "Nothing to it, same as anyone else's problem."
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