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                                     196            ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS
                                       Then I recalled a book given to me by my sister
                                     Jean about drunks as desperate as I was who had
                                     found a way to stop drinking. According to this book,
                                     these drunks had found a way to live like other human
                                     beings: to get up in the morning, go to work, and re­
                                     turn home in the evening. This book was about
                                     Alcoholics Anonymous.
                                       I decided to get in touch with them. I had much
                                     difficulty in reaching A.A. in New York, as A.A. wasn’t
                                     as well-known then. I finally spoke to a woman,
                                     Bobbie, who said words I hope I never forget: “I am
                                     an alcoholic. We have recovered. If you want, we’ll
                                     help you.” She told me about herself and added that
                                     many other drunks had used this method to stop
                                     drinking. What impressed me most in this conversa­
                                     tion was the fact that these people, five hundred miles
                                     away, cared enough to try to help me. Here I was,
                                     feeling so sorry for myself, convinced that no one
                                     cared whether I was dead or alive.
                                       I was very surprised when I got a copy of the Big
                                     Book in the mail the following day. And each day after
                                     that, for nearly a year, I got a letter or a note, some­
                                     thing from Bobbie or from Bill or one of the other
                                     members of the central office in New York. In
                                     October 1944, Bobbie wrote: “You sound very sincere
                                     and from now on we will be counting on you to per­
                                     petuate the Fellowship of A.A. where you are. You will
                                     find enclosed some queries from alcoholics. We think
                                     you are now ready to take on this responsibility.” She
                                     had enclosed some four hundred letters that I an­
                                     swered in the course of the following weeks. Soon, I
                                     began to get answers back.
                                       In my new enthusiasm, and having found an answer
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