Rural Recovery

In the winter of 1992, in an AA meeting in another city where I attend the majority of my meetings, a man walked up to me and said, "Do I know you from somewhere?" I was newly sober and my first thought was that I'd hurt this man in some way. Maybe I owed him money! But it turned out we both lived in the same small farming community in rural Iowa. In fact, he lived next door to my older brother. After that, Bill and I started attending a lot of meetings together. We traveled twenty to thirty miles every night to attend AA meetings, which was great because it gave me plenty of time to talk to him.