When I was a child, I acquired some of the traits
that had a lot to do with my insatiable craving for alcohol.
I was brought up in a little Yankee town
of about fifty houses, under the shadow of Mount Aeolus.
An early recollection is one of looking up and seeing
that vast and mysterious mountain
and wondering what it was
and whether I would ever climb that high.
But I was presently distracted by my aunt who,
as a fourth-birthday present, made me a plate of fudge.
For the next thirty-five years I pursued the fudge of life
and quite forgot about the mountain.

Thought to Ponder....

Selfishness, self-centeredness!
That, we think, is the root of our troubles.

Recovery Related Acronym

W I S D O M = When Into Self, Discover Our Motives.