From the August 2010 magazine.

Dear Grapevine

Three, two, then one

WHEN my two buddies and I sobered up after our "lost weekend," I suggested that we attend an AA meeting in a nearby town. To my surprise they said yes. It was a hot summer night and I was dressed in a wool sport coat. We made our way in and were welcomed with smiles and a look of understanding that blew our minds.

We went to many meetings and on day 77 my friend Tom decided that he just could not stand the "pressure of sobriety"--meaning that he wanted to drink. So, Bobby and I let him go. On day 180, Bobby went to meditate and left me in AA.


Palm Bay, Fla.

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