Mail Call for All A. A.s at Home Or Abroad

On lonely evenings out on the Arabian desert I think often of you and wish I could drop in for a moment and greet you, shake your hand and thank you. But behind that wish there is also a vain and proud motive and that motive is to show off. I would like to show you a sunburned, healthy and infinitely happy replacement of that sallow, sick, dejected and unhappy specimen of manhood who came to A.A. for help that summer morning of August 17, 1946.