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Jail was the best place for a guy like me, even if I didn't think so

An anniversary celebration in Akron, Ohio

a hand reaches across the sea in AA's own "auld lang syne. . .

A Grapevine editor’s son recalls a story he wrote in 1961, times with his dad and how AA saved his family

She was in jail again for drinking, but this time she wasn’t alone. And it began with a Grapevine in the mail

A jovial crew of eager volunteers gathers to bring love and fellowship to a sponsor on the mend

Here’s to the people like Victor, who keep the coffee going even when no one’s around

She tried everything to get a little sleep, but nothing helped—then she discovered Grapevine

Should AAs be less anonymous when we introduce ourselves to each other?

An AA from Gijon, on Spain's northern coast, shares his story with Grapevine readers

Sometimes when we question things, we get very specific answers