Hold Me Safe
November 2022 | Fun in Sobriety | Our Personal Stories

Hold Me Safe

A dream, a storm and a letter to his dad helped him find his way to Step Two

I first got to AA in May of 1983 after a sufficient bottom. I had lost my job and home. I took the invitation to join a friend of mine in Michigan at his house. Each day my friend would drive east to Brighton and drop me at a center for recovering drunks, then pick me up around dinnertime when he got off work. At night I made meetings with my friend and socialized with a great group of fun-loving AA people.

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