When I walked into the friendly atmosphere
of my first AA meeting,
I knew I was where I belonged.
Here were people who had thought and felt as I had.
Here was the understanding I'd been searching for
all my life.
These people were my friends,
and I felt their sincere interest in me.
With these new and enlightening doors opening up to me,
I was able to make the eventual decision to stop drinking,
a day at a time -- because I, too, was an alcoholic.
The value of a friend is measured in the heart.
Keep smiling. It looks good on you!
C A R E = Comforting And Reassuring Each other.
My name is Steve, and I am an alcoholic.
When I think of the Fellowship, I
think of a clubhouse we have here called 405 Oak Street. I was still in
treatment the first time I went there, and I was amazed at all the different
people there. There were lines of bikes all around the building, there were
young people, old people, a priest, a nun, rich people, poor people, all
there with a common cause. I had never seen such a mixture of people in one
place before. I wondered what could possibly be the attraction. One thing I
noticed they all had in common was the smiles. There were people greeting us
as we came in. It had a profound effect on me. I had a sense of being
"home" ... a sanctuary. Tomorrow, we are having a picnic celebrating its
57th year of existence, and one of the founding members is expected to be
there. He got sober in December 1942 ... it will be good to see him again!
Thanks for being here.
- Steve
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