PO Box 1980
Gone are the smoke-filled rooms, the "You're-too-young, I-spilled-more-than-you-drank" attitude, and the great conversations while washing coffee cups and ashtrays. Gone are the small towns with no meetings, the medium-sized towns with only one or two meetings a week, and the state with only two or three roundups a year. No longer are there only two or three women at a meeting. Twenty years of sobriety do not make you the group's old-timer anymore. And sadly, one doesn't hear as much about the joy of going on an old-fashioned Twelfth Step call.