Hope Is Born for the Hopeless Behind Doors of State Hospital

After having been a member of A.A. for six months and thinking I had been doing a "good job," I found myself in Creedmoor State Hospital, as the result of about six weeks' intermittent drinking. I had once again taken the "first drink." To a person with no knowledge of hospitals or mental institutions, this is a rude awakening, to say the least. To me, it was the end of my entire life, or so I thought. But A.A. had taken hold and it took just this experience to prove to me how it "works" inscrutably.