From the November 1994 magazine.

A Boot From the Judge

I celebrate my fortieth birthday today. As I write these words of gratitude, I am sitting on the banks of the Grand Canal in my adopted city, Dublin, Ireland. Beside me is a bridge that spans the canal. Twenty-three years ago I slept beneath that bridge because I was too drunk to go home.

I was a university student then with a bright future beckoning. But I didn't realize I had a problem with alcohol.

-- T. K.

Dublin, Ireland

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