March 2016

Welcome to Singapore

How did he end up in the middle of a prison riot when all he wanted was to find an AA meeting?

In 1986, I was diverted by my company from Taiwan to Singapore. One tropical stormy Sunday, I found myself with nothing to do and a sense of boredom that was my signal to get with the program and at least try to find an AA meeting. After scouring the local newspaper, I found a simple one-inch square box in the classified section that stood out. In white letters written against a black background were the words “Alcoholics Anonymous” and a phone number.

WANT TO CONTINUE READING?

You must be an AA Grapevine member to access full stories and audio.

Login Subscribe

Have Something You Want To Share?

We want to hear your story! Submit your story and it could be published in a future issue of AA Grapevine!

Submit your Story