PO Box 1980
I'm sitting here on death row because I couldn't say no to alcohol. I found a 1985 copy of your magazine and got your address. Twenty-five years of drinking and knowing better has finally come to a halt. I quit a great number of times, but always thought I could handle it one more time.
Now I would like to help others and hope to save them from the same fate as mine. Sober I wouldn't hurt anyone, drunk I became a monster. I like writing and will write anyone you can send me an address for. Please allow me to tell my story and maybe keep someone from taking the same road I did.