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September 1979

A 'Real Bad' Alcoholic

At the age of forty he knew he was

AT THE AGE of thirty, I knew I was an alcoholic, but it took another ten years to find the way to the front door of AA. Only the real bad alcoholics had to go to AA. After six months of daily meetings, I knew I, too, was one of those "real bad" alcoholics.

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