When Bad Things Happen to Good People
It was the third or fourth time George had come back to the group after a relapse into drinking. And the third or fourth time he had elaborate explanations about why it happened. This one had been caused by worry over his debts, he told us. The one before, as I recalled, had all been his wife's fault. She argued with him and got him upset, so naturally he started to drink.
"With all these problems," George groaned, "it's no wonder I can't stay sober."
"Excuse me, George," Bert said quietly, from his twenty-three years of solid sobriety in AA. "I think you're way off the...
-- E. E.