STRUCK SOBER

Four brothers come crashing into AA after years of raging alcoholism

I WAS struck sober 25 years ago in my oldest brother's attic, at 6:07 A.M., the moment of sunrise. I know the time and place because it was the single most important moment of my life, and the beginning of the road to recovery. God said to me, "Everything is going to be all right. The only thing you have to do is never take another drink or drug again." The light slowly faded and 15 years of physical compulsion and mental obsession with inebriation was lifted.

My brother had bailed me out of jail the night before. I'd been arrested one mile from town, after a 1,000-mile journey,... Login to read more
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