Then and Now

I HAVE TO admit that I miss those old days in AA when we all knew each other. In 1944, when I came in, there were only about a hundred members in the whole New York area. Marty, my sponsor, and a couple of other women took me to my first meeting at the old clubhouse at 334 1/2 West 24th Street. We had one open meeting a week at the clubhouse, with a chairman and three speakers, and one closed meeting in another part of town, and that was it. To get to an extra one, some of us used to have dinner at the Oyster Bar in Grand Central and then take a train out to a very small meeting in Forest Hills, Long Island.