After being encouraged by professionals, I joined AA as a high school student who simply wanted to stop being drunk and miserable. Right away, life took a positive turn.

Being a professional myself, doing service with our AA CPC committee drew me in right away.

When I joined my new home group, I got an opportunity to see how leadership in AA can work in unexpected ways.

Kerry Meyer was appointed District Court Judge in the Fourth Judicial District in Minneapolis, Minnesota in 2006.

Cooperation with the Professional Community (CPC) became a distinct AA entity in 1970 as an outgrowth of the Public Information Committee (PI).

I had finally had enough. I truly wanted to stop drinking. I had been stopping and starting for an entire summer on my own with no help, but I just couldn’t stay stopped.

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Twelve years ago I was serving as the president of a local voluntary bar association of the judicial circuit in which I lived and worked.

I can’t begin to count the number of times I breezed through the Serenity Prayer essentially nodding to the idea of acceptance and finding comfort in taking a few seconds to not think about w

Every Saturday I spend the evening with my mom.

Everyone has their ideas and opinions. But no one seemed to understand that my opinions are always correct.

Every October, I think about ghosts. They are happy ghosts, most of them, wispy memories of holidays and joyful times.

My alcoholism was evident long before I knew it myself.

My grandmother, Mary G., entered the doors of AA in 1939. She was described as someone who dressed like a lady but spoke like a sailor. She helped many people get sober.

My feet, swollen and painful, stuffed into oversized men’s slippers, shuffled awkwardly down a dimly lit hallway to the basement of a church to my first AA meeting.

I’ve always loved Grapevine. When a new issue comes in the mail, I eagerly rip open the envelope just to feel the new edition in my hand.

Bill made us laugh so hard we could hardly contain ourselves. It was a Saturday, the eve of Easter Sunday that year.

Gratitude has been a foundation for my life since July of 1996.  My gratitude began the second day I stayed sober for a 24-hour period.

The other day I had the chance to go swimming in the ocean. It was a nice day and the water was clear. I swam out quite a bit and I could see a white sand dollar down below.