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At my Friday night meeting, a good friend spoke and presented my one-year medallion to me. I brought two of my three sons, ages thirteen and fifteen, to the meeting so they could see just how much AA means to me and how much it has changed my life. My friend said a lot of nice things about me, making me feel pretty special, and afterwards several people came up to me and said so many nice things, I almost cried. One fellow with two months' sobriety told my boys that I am the only reason he stayed in AA. He said I greeted him in the parking lot the first time he came to a meeting and welcomed him warmly. He said I remembered his name and made him into a friend immediately and that if that hadn't happened, he probably would have gone out and gotten drunk again. I cried when I heard that.