MY ARMOR

WHILE I had no problem admitting I was an alcoholic, I didn't believe I was the kind of alcoholic who joined AA, the kind who had to stop drinking altogether, who could never take another drink. "One day at a time," they said. But I knew what that meant: "One day at a time . . . for the rest of your life." Oh, no, not me, buddy! I was pretty sure I was the kind who cut down. You know, a mild case.