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July 2001

How AA Came to Geneva, Nebraska

It was a Saturday evening in April 1964, and usually I would have been uptown at a bar. But I was home suffering from the flu (for a change it was something other than the "brown bottle flu") when a man named Hartley came to visit. My wife reluctantly admitted him to our apartment, believing he'd come to take me out drinking. But Hartley had a different purpose.

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