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                                     404            ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS
                                       We were able to stay on site in special offices set
                                     aside for us to conduct our job search. As part of this
                                     job search, I was allowed to go to a professional con-
                                     vention being held in the Southwest.
                                       Now somehow, between the time I lost my job and
                                     my flight to the convention, I decided maybe I was
                                     not an alcoholic and I needed to test that theory. After
                                     all, I was a researcher, and things had to be tested. I
                                     decided that on the plane (it seemed like a safe place)
                                     I would put the question to the test. If I could have
                                     one drink and no more, I was not an alcoholic—alco-
                                     holics can’t do that. So when the stewardess came by
                                     to ask me if I wanted a drink, I said, “Yes.” She put
                                     two little bottles’ worth in a glass (“No ice, thank you
                                     very much”) and went up the aisle. On her way back
                                     she asked if I wanted another, and I said, “Yes.” I
                                     drank for the whole flight—before dinner, during din-
                                     ner, and after dinner. As we approached our destina-
                                     tion, I searched in my pocket for a pen to fill out the
                                     in-flight magazine response card. I found this large
                                     coin. I took it out to see what it was. It was my ninety-
                                     day pocket piece, and I was reminded of what I was
                                     doing. And the thought came to me: Wow, those guys
                                     at the meeting were right—I am powerless over alco-
                                     hol. I put that coin back in my pocket and from that
                                     day to this, some 15 ⁄2 years later, I have had no urge
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                                     to drink.
                                       When I got back to my meeting, I told them what
                                     had happened. I don’t know why—it was not like the old
                                     me to ’fess up to anything. They were concerned only
                                     whether I was still drinking. And I said, “No, I’m not.”
                                     I was worried that they were going to take my coin
                                     back. All they wanted to know was what I was going to
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