From the April 1964 magazine.

12 Stops to Sobriety

A prefabricated pattern for perpetuating a perfect purgatory, permanently

  1. I admit that I am powerless over--nothing. I am capable, clever and conniving; everybody else is a poor, misguided, stupid fool. My house is in order, and my future looks rosy.
  2. I believe that a power greater than myself just hasn't been born yet, and there is little likelihood that I will ever change this view.
  3. As to making a decision to turn life and will over to the care of God, it's those other people who ought to.
  4. Yes, I took a fearless and searching inventory--of friends, neighbors and other hypocrites. I came to the...

    -- B. C.

    Trenton, New Jersey