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                                             GRATITUDE IN ACTION

                                      The story of Dave B., one of the founders of A.A. in
                                    Canada in 1944.



                                      believe it would be good to tell the story of my
                                  I  life. Doing so will give me the opportunity to re­
                                 member that I must be grateful to God and to those
                                 members of Alcoholics Anonymous who knew A.A.
                                 before me. Telling my story reminds me that I could
                                 go back to where I was if I forget the wonderful things
                                 that have been given to me or forget that God is the
                                 guide who keeps me on this path.
                                    In June 1924, I was sixteen years old and had just
                                 graduated from high school in Sherbrooke, Quebec.
                                 Some of my friends suggested that we go for a beer. I
                                 had never had beer or any other form of alcohol. I
                                 don’t know why, since we always had alcohol at home
                                 (I should add that no one in my family was ever con­
                                 sidered an alcoholic). Well, I was afraid my friends
                                 wouldn’t like me if I didn’t do as they did. I knew
                                 firsthand that mysterious state of people who appear
                                 to be sure of themselves but are actually eaten alive
                                 with fear inside. I had a rather strong inferiority com­
                                 plex. I believe I lacked what my father used to call
                                 “character.” So on that nice summer day in an old inn
                                 in Sherbrooke, I didn’t find the courage to say no.
                                    I became an active alcoholic from that first day,
                                 when alcohol produced a very special effect in me. I
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