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June 2003

Lucky Shot

It took an attempted murder charge for him to change

I was fourteen years old when I got drunk for the first time. The date was April 22, 1966, and it was my brother's wedding day. I got into the spiked punch, and then someone was feeding me mixed drinks until I passed out. Twenty-four hours later, I woke up with the mother of all hangovers.

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