He Hated Drunkalogs--So He Drank
WITH TWO YEARS and four months of good behavior behind prison walls, I was granted a work furlough and went to work for a Bureau of Alcohol and Drug Abuse. One day at lunch, I started to read hack copies of the Grapevine that were in the library. In the July 1964 issue, a story hit home: "I Hated Drunkalogs.'"
I began to look back at my first year in prison. I went to AA thinking I'd get out sooner if I did. Not a very good reason, but that's how it was. During my second year, sonic-thing happened that, if I'd been on the outside, would have started me on a good binge. Keeping that... Login to read more
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