WHITE LIGHT

A dream of hope

I was led back--from the bowels of hell--to church, to a sponsor,
and then to an unknown freedom that I am still enjoying almost seven
years later--with God and AA in my corner.

City jails, county jails, state and federal prisons, and mental
health institutions were the life I knew, from the first drink and
drunk at the age of five to my last at fifty-five years old.

For most of the fifty years of my drinking life, I couldn't
or wouldn't stop--even when faced with jail or divorce, even when doctors
(more than one) told me I would... Login to read more
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