Order Of The Court
A judge starts the ball rolling
I believe i was born an alcoholic. My parents raised me to know the difference between right and wrong, and, for the most part, I chose wrong. I thought it was more fun. My first recollection of drinking was at the age of eleven, when my father shared his beer with me at our summer lake home. I remember not liking the taste of that beer, but I also remember the warm tingling feeling I got after those first sips.
When I was twelve, my parents moved us from the growing town of Forest Lake, Minnesota, to a lake home near a small town in Wisconsin. Here, I had my first independent taste...
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St. Croix Falls, Wisconsin