Seventy-five years ago today, a proctologist in Akron, Ohio, took his last drink of booze. As a result of his having gotten sober with the help of another drunk, a businessman from New York, Alcoholics Anonymous was born. More here.
It would be interesting to know how many people owe their lives and the sanity of family members to that happy coincidence, via the rooms of AA and its sister orgrnization Alanon. We will, of course, never know. We can surmise that the figure in in the millions, but there is no real way to tell.
There’s a bunch, though. I know a few myself. Happy Birthday, AA.
And thanks, from the bottom of my heart.
June 10th is the 73rd anniversary of the meeting of a stockbroker from New York, only a few months sober and fearful of drinking, and a drunken proctologist from Akron, Ohio.
Dr. Bob Smith and Bill Wilson
William Wilson—Bill W., to generations of alcoholics—had tried to stop drinking for many years. Continue reading
Every recovering person in a 12-step program has good reason to stop and reflect, on Tuesday, about the fortuitous meeting of Bill W. and Dr. Bob, and all it has meant to four generations of alcoholics and the members of every other group based on the 12 steps.
The Eleventh of those 12 begins, “Sought through prayer and meditation….” Well, here’s something to meditate on: what if Bill had gone into the hotel bar that night in Akron and plunked his butt down on a bar stool, instead of making a phone call?
Hmmmmm? Where would your butt be now?
I’ve been hanging out over at The Second Road lately. I’ll be blogging regularly for them — and so are a bunch of other folks with some good things to say (some of them with names you may have heard elsewhere). Why not drop in, look the place over and, if you like what you see, sign up to be a part of a newly-formed support community? Great things will be happening. Come and see for yourself.