The People I Stay Sober With

I found the Fellowship of Alcoholics Anonymous in the basement of a church in a small northeastern Oregon town in April 1987. And as I sat there the first time, I don't know what I was most afraid of--that I might be an alcoholic and therefore belonged there, or that I might not be an alcoholic and people would pat me on my head and send me on my way--and then I would have no place else to go.