From the June 1988 magazine.

A Couple of Joes

His name was Joe and he was an alcoholic.

When he was drunk he was longtime drunk. Near the end of a binge he wallowed in filth. It was as if he was being dirty back at a world that had been dirty to him.

(I realize these stories are supposed to be first person. My name is Joe and I am an alcoholic. But the story's not about me. It's about my daddy.)

Dad was a much worse drunk than I was, but he became a much better alcoholic. When he died ten years ago, he could approach his Higher Power with a record of fifteen years continued sobriety in the...

-- Joe H.

Angola, Indiana