Not My Choice
The elementary schoolteacher and the biker babe
I didn't pick my sponsor and I didn't particularly like her when I met her. But I was in treatment, again, and when I was preparing to leave, the treatment team asked me if I had a sponsor. I said no--but I'd be sure to get one once I got out.
Knowing that that was probably not going to happen, the treatment team assigned me a temporary sponsor. I was set to meet her at an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting the day I was discharged. Amazingly enough, I followed through and met Kathy S. for the first time at a clubhouse in Tallahassee, Florida, on November 3, 1990. As soon as I saw her, I...
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