Tugboat Willy

It was April of 2019 and I had taken my mother on vacation down to Santa Rosa Beach. To tell the truth, I had been struggling with my drinking for several years. We were going down to see Uncle Andy, who they called Captain Andy. I knew he had been sober for a long time but I didn’t really think anything about it. I just knew this would be a good weekend for me to dry out and enjoy time with my mother without being drunk or hungover. Also, this would be my first time meeting Captain Andy and I didn’t want to give him the wrong impression.