Steps 8 & 9 at the Stateline Retreat in Primm, NV
Thank
you.
My
name
is
Clint
Hodges.
I'm
an
alcoholic.
Good
to
be
here.
Thank
you
so
much.
And
thank
you,
Bob,
for
putting
this
together.
I
know
you
didn't
do
it
single
handedly,
and
I
know
you
had
a
great
committee,
but
I'm,
grateful
that
you
put
it
together.
Because
these,
speakers
are
amazing,
inspiring.
I
know
some.
I'm
just
getting
to
know
some
others,
and
I'm
glad
that
you
are
here.
Somebody
made
the
comment
that
there
probably
weren't
too
many
new
people
here.
But
there
may
be
some
people
that
haven't
tapped
into
the
power
necessary
to
make
amends
the
way
it
says
to
do
it
in
this
literature
of
ours.
And
by
the
way,
we're
all
very,
very
partial
to
conference
approved
literature.
We're
all
very,
very
partial
to
the
big
book
and
to
the
12
and
12,
but
we
don't
wanna
be
worshiping
those
texts.
It's
not
like
that.
And
where
there's,
difference
of
opinion
about
their
relative
merit,
whether
a
particular
paragraph
means
one
thing
to
one
person
and
something
else
to
another
person
is,
largely
a
matter
of
where
you
are
when
you
read
it.
There's,
it
means
more
to
me
than
it
did
both
of
them.
Especially
the
big
book
means
much
more
to
me
than
it
did
40
years
ago
when
I
got
sober
and
read
it
for
the
first
time.
It's
become
meaningful
to
me
in
the
last
17
years
in
a
way
that
I
never
thought
it
would.
17
years
ago,
my
life
dropped
out
from
under
me.
I
had
demanded
so
much
out
of
life.
I
had
demanded
that
my
image
carry
me
through
every
every
situation.
I
was,
all
about
my
image.
I'd
gotten
sober,
been
sober
a
while.
I
was
I'd
gone
through
law
school,
at
night
with
the
encouragement
of
a
sponsor.
I
had
and
I
thought
that,
in
looking
back
on
it,
I
knew
that
the
law
school
experience
and
having
a
license
to
practice
law
would
in
fact
get
me
some
power.
Some
power.
Because
I
knew
in
some
vague
way
that
even
after
23
years
of
sobriety,
I
didn't
have
any
power.
And
I
wouldn't
have
been
able
to
use
that
language
back
then,
but
I
really
thought
that
it
would
make
a
difference.
And
it
doesn't
really
help
much.
I
mean,
it's,
it's
kind
of
fun
work.
It's
the
kind
of
thing
that
you
it's
easily
prescribed.
You
practice
your
character
defects
and
call
it
advocacy
and
send
out
a
bill.
And
it
drains
you
a
little
bit
more
a
little
bit
more
because
you're
trying
to
do
things
you
cannot
do.
But
I
loved
it
and
I
still
do
that
work.
And
I'm
glad
to
be
doing
it.
Maybe
because
what
I
did
before
I
went
to
law
school
was
sell
carpets,
and
that's
not
something
you
can
really
get
your
passion
into.
I
I
didn't
much
care
whether
those
carpets
got
sold
or
not.
Hard
to
believe,
isn't
it,
that
I
just
so
I
was
glad
to
be
doing
that.
And
I
had
made
some
furtive
stab
stabs
at
amends.
This
idea
of
reparation.
This
idea
of
atonement,
this
idea
of
knowing
we
have
wronged
other
human
beings
and
made
a
a
try
at
evening
it
all
up.
But
you
need
power
to
do
that.
You
need
power.
You
need
access
to
power.
Even
to
make
the
list
that
it
suggests
in
step
8,
you
need
power.
Wilson
says
that
we
have
the
list
already
from
our
inventory.
The
guy
the
guys
that
took
me
through
the
steps
when
I
was
23
years
sober
didn't
let
it
go
at
that.
They
said
dig
out
your
Christmas
card,
your
business
list,
the
whole
thing.
Scan
of
course
you
have
a
lot
of
amends
to
make
from
your
inventory,
from
step
4,
from
step
5,
but
you
need
more
than
anything
to
absolutely
find
out
everyone.
And
if
you
make
this
little
prayer,
take
me
to
my
next
amends
and
give
me
the
power
to
make
it.
You
will
read
all
of
these
lists
with
something
different
in
mind
because
you
want
to
be
free.
You
want
to
be
free.
And
I
had
not
been
free
at
all.
Because
I
was
so
caught
up
in
in
those
days
with
how
you
saw
me,
I
wanted
to
be
admired.
I
wanted
to
be
liked.
I
wanted
to
be,
seen
as
somebody
whole
and
complete,
as
far
as
I
can
tell.
I
was
deluded
enough
to
think
that
you
wouldn't
spot
the
difference.
And
so
part
of
going
to
law
school
was
to
cement
that
image.
And
walking
around
with
an
image
is
not
really
a
very,
interesting
thing
to
do.
You
know,
have
you
ever
when
I
was
in
the
Marine
Corps,
they
had
us
camouflage
tanks
with
branches
so
they
looked
like
trees.
My
tanks
always
looked
like
tanks
with
branches
on
them.
And
it's
not
exactly,
where
I
wanted
any
when
you
get
have
an
image,
you're
just
some
donkey
carrying
around
an
image
all
the
time.
And
you
see
a
girl
you
like
to
go
high,
and
she
hears
you.
She
doesn't
hear
that.
She
hears
hee
haw.
Hee
haw.
Because
she
knows
whatever
she
has
is
not
real.
Whatever
she's
got
a
hold
of
or
talking
to
is
not
real,
has
no
real
depth.
And
I
was
sober.
And
I
was
glad
to
be
sober.
And
I
was
in
AA.
And
I
was
going
to
meetings,
and
I
was
doing
all
of
that
stuff.
And
I
at
depth,
I
hoped
that
I
could
skate
through.
I
had
made
a
little
stab
at
making
amends.
I'd
gone
to
dental
school
along
the
way.
And,
that
was
a
whole
tragedy
all
its
own.
I
won't
go
into
that,
but
I
was
thinking
when
Charlie
was
talking
about
fear,
I
was
in
dental
school
after
college
because
one
day
my
dad
who
scared
me
to
death
said,
well,
what
do
you
I
was
in
high
school.
He
said,
what
are
you
gonna
do
with
your
life?
And
I
don't
know
where
it
came
from,
but
I
said,
I'm
gonna
be
a
dentist.
What
the
hell?
What
is
that?
You
know?
And
he
didn't
hit
me.
So
I
thought,
well,
now
we've
got
some
kind
of
a
decision
about
a
career.
And
I
went
to
college
and
I
went
to
dental
school
for
2
years,
and
that
was
an
awkward
period
in
my
life
because
by
then
I'm
drinking
and
I'm
taking
dexamil,
they
had
in
those
days,
a
combination
of
Dexedrine
and
Milltown.
So
you're
supposed
to
just,
you
know,
float
through,
I
guess.
Keeps
you
awake
a
lot
of
the
time.
But
it
makes
you
shake.
You
remember
when
the
next
morning
you're
off
of
that
stuff
and
you
shake?
That
would
have
been
bad
enough,
but
they
just
come
out
with
a
new
high
speed
air
ribbon
handpiece,
and,
my
mornings
on
Saturday
in
the
clinic
were,
a
little
colorful.
They
don't
like
to
hear
you
say
whoops.
And
during
that
time,
I
roomed
with
a
guy.
And
one
night,
I
set
his
couch
on
fire.
He
had
the
furniture.
I
moved
into
his
apartment.
We
were
together
to
take
care
of
this
complex,
do
the
gardening
and
stuff
like
that
in
Portland.
And,
I
woke
up
and
the
couch
was
on
fire.
And
I
knew
what
had
happened.
I'd
gotten
drunk
and
light,
and
a
cigarette
had
gone
down
in
the
cushions.
And
it
was,
I'm
struggling
to
get
the
couch
out
of
the
living
room
and
out
into
the
street.
And
he
woke
up,
not
a
happy
guy,
found
his
way
into
the
living
room
and
the
2
of
us
carried
this
couch
out,
into
the
street
and
there
it
smoldered
for
3
days
and
was
finally
dragged
away.
And
then
I'm
sober
for
maybe
2
years,
and
you've
been
talking
about
amends
and
making
things
right
and
doing
all
of
that.
So
I
was
working
by
this
time.
I
had
a
job.
I
had
a,
I
was
bothered
by
that
couch
thing.
So
I
sent
him
a
letter.
I'm
sober
in
Alcoholics
Anonymous.
I'm
so
sorry
about
burning
your
couch
down.
Here's
a
check
to
cover
that
expense.
And
he
sent
me
a
nice
letter
back
with
the
check.
He
was
thrilled
that
I
was
sober
in
AA.
And
he
said,
donate
the
check
to
AA.
And
I'm
thinking
maybe
someday
I
will.
I'm
not,
sure
it
could
happen.
And
that's
about
what
I
knew
about
amends.
So
now
flash
forward
without
any
any
further
effort
at
that
sort
of
thing
for
a
long
time.
And
I
know
why
I
stayed
sober.
I
know
why.
God's
grace.
Same
way
I
got
sober.
I
did
not
get
sober.
I
did
not
make
a
decision
to
quit.
I
had
no
more
power
to
quit
drinking
than
the
man
in
the
moon.
I
got,
sober
in
Glendale.
I
I,
just
on
the
14th
August
in
1960
6,
one
more
time,
went
up
the
flight
of
stairs
into
the
Alamo
Club
of
Glendale,
and
a
kindly
guy
named
Bill
invited
me
to
come
in
and
sit
down,
asked
me
if
I
was
alcoholic.
I
mumbled
some
response.
Boy,
I
told
him
I,
been
an
alcoholic
about
a
month
now,
is
what
I,
trying
to
sell
the
idea
that
I
was
a
mild
case,
that
I
wouldn't
be
any
trouble,
that
I
really
needed
to
be
in
out
of
the
weather
that
hot
August
day.
He
said,
well,
if
you're
an
alcoholic
of
my
type,
you're
gonna
drink
no
matter
what.
And
he
was
smiling
when
he
said
that.
And
that
cut
through
me,
I
can't
tell
you.
Now,
what
my
biggest
secret
was
out
in
the
air,
and
Bill
knew
it,
and
I
knew
it,
and
I
couldn't
imagine
that
anybody
else
knew
it,
but
I
drink
no
matter
what.
And
I
didn't
drink
again
from
that
day
on,
and
I
didn't
quit.
Wilson
said
there
at
the
hospital,
I
was
separated
for
the
from
alcohol
for
the
last
time.
I
didn't
even
know
that,
But
I
felt
better.
Telling
the
truth
about
that
made
me
feel
better.
But
I
also
knew
that
I
had
about
3
weeks
before
I
hit
Skid
Row
in
Los
Angeles.
And
this
doesn't
have
a
lot
to
do
with
step
9,
but
it
does
have
to
do
with
my
growing
awareness
of
the
miracles
that
we
all
experience
here.
Because
there's
no
way
that
I
was
the
kind
of
drunk
I
was
on
13th
August
and
didn't
drink
on
14th.
Wilson
says,
god
comes
to
most
men
gradually,
but
his
impact
on
me
was
sudden
and
profound.
Oh
my.
Yes.
Yeah.
Sudden.
In
a
day,
in
the
blink
of
an
eye,
I
was
my
relationship
to
alcohol
changed.
It
was
profound.
I
mean,
when
a
power
goes
to
that
part
of
me
that
needs
a
drink
all
the
time
and
heals
it
up,
that's
profound.
That's
deep.
And
he
he
didn't
mull
it
over.
I
just
had
surrendered
that
I
would
always
drink.
And
he
said,
okay.
Or
words
to
that
effect.
I
didn't
know
any
of
this
for
a
long
time.
I
couldn't
quite
get
to
the
idea
that
I
had
gotten
myself
sober.
And
there
are
so
many
people
in
Alcoholics
Anonymous
that
contributed
and
calmed
me
down
and
gave
me
security
and
love
and
affection
and
guidance
that
I
didn't
worry
about
it
a
hell
of
a
lot.
But
then
all
of
the
things
that
I
had,
accumulated
to
augment
my
image
over
23
years
were
taken
from
me.
They
just
disappeared
within
about
90
days.
The
house
was
on
the
market,
and
the
car
was
gone,
and
the
lady
was
gone,
and
my
law
partner
was
gone.
The
stream
of
income
was
gone.
And
I
don't
think
I've
ever
been
more
frightened,
ever.
Certainly
not
in
sobriety.
I
knew
that
what
would
become
I
didn't
ask
I
didn't
wonder
what
would
become
of
me.
I
knew
that,
like
my
little
brother,
I'd
be
pushing
a
cart
in
the
streets
of
Los
Angeles
with
my
crap
in
it.
I
was
as
afraid
as
I
had
ever
been,
and
I
walked
around
bumping
into
walls.
I
was
back
in,
Kentucky
at
a
conference
and
met
some
guys
that
knew
something
about
these
steps.
One
of
them
said
I'm
moving
to
Santa
Monica
in
the
spring,
I'll
call
you.
Because
it
was
painfully
apparent
that
I
was
lost,
sober,
and
not
doing
at
all
well.
And
he
called
me.
He
called
me.
And
said,
you
know,
I
don't
know
why
it
is
that
you've
avoided
the
steps
so
long,
but
it's
about
time.
Isn't
it?
And
I
said,
yeah.
I'm
living
in
a
little
apartment
at
the
bottom
of
the
hill.
I'm
driving
a
sturdy
Chevrolet
instead
of
that
Mercedes.
I'm
trying
to
rebuild
the
law
practice,
and
I'm
terrified.
He
said,
we'll
go
on
a
journey
together.
He
kinda
got
a
little
snippy
with
me.
1,
somebody
did.
They
said
that
I
had
the
perfect
cake
mix
kind
of
approach
toward
the
big
book.
Like
he
I
said,
I
don't
know
what
that
means.
He
said,
well,
if
you
wanted
a
chocolate
cake,
you'd
go
out
and
buy
a
box
of
cake
mix,
you'd
bring
it
home,
and
your
style
would
be
to
read
it
carefully,
every
word
on
it,
and
then
complain
that
you
didn't
have
any
cake.
And
so
you
gather
some
people
around
you
and
you'd
read
it
with
a
group
and
you'd
read
it
in
unison
and
you'd
translate
it
to
French.
And
you
do
a
lot
of
tricks
with
that
box
of
cake
mix,
but
it's
not
going
to
produce
any
cake
for
you.
You
have
to
actually
breed
it
and
get
it
and
do
what
it
says
to
do.
Nothing
short
of
that
is
gonna
get
the
job
done
for
you.
And
we're
gonna
go
on
a
little
journey
together
if
you
want
to.
Neither
one
of
us
is
coming
back.
And
I
was
frightened
enough
to
be
hounded
into
that
awful
commitment
to
read
the
first
164
pages,
to
agree
that
I
was
willing
to
do
what
they
said
to
do.
And
I
didn't
even
know
what
that
agreement
meant
or
what
they
would
tell
me
it
meant.
I
just
started
in.
And
I
started
in
by
And
everything
I
did
in
the
book
up
through
those
early
steps
augmented
my
sense
of
powerlessness,
my
sense
of
total
inability
to
manage
my
life.
I
began
to
see
that
more
clearly
than
ever.
I
didn't
believe
it
up
till
that
point.
I
didn't
believe
I
couldn't
manage
my
life.
I
mean,
I'd
gone
to
law
school.
I
was
successful
in
trial
work.
I
was,
I
I
could
do,
I
did
everything
I
tried
except
get
along
with
people
and
rid
that
my
myself
of
that
knot
of
knot
in
my
gut.
And
have
a
decent
relationship
with
another
human
being.
I
couldn't
have
that.
Oh,
I
had
arrangements,
to
be
sure.
And
there's
a
terrible
difference
between
an
arrangement
and
a
relationship.
And
I
wanted
a
relationship
and
there's
nothing
wrong
with
an
arrangement
which
is
just
a
contract.
You
do
this,
I'll
do
that,
and
it
always
has
a
punitive
clause
in
it
in
case
they
don't
live
up
to
what
you
think
they
should
do.
You
can
scold
them,
or
take
a
beating
if
it's
your
part
to
be
deficient.
An
arrangement
can
be
great
if
everybody's
on
the
same
page
because
the
idea
is
for
security.
You
know
who
you're
going
to
the
prom
with.
But
a
relationship
is
a
different
matter.
And
I
say
it
only
because
the
book
never
talks
about
a
arrangement
with
God
or
with
our
fellow
humans,
nor
does
it
talk
about
a
partnership.
Not
really.
We're
given
some
examples
in
the
book
that
use
the
words
father
and
child
as
one
possible
relationship,
Employer,
employee
as
another
possible
relationship.
Director
and
actor
as
another
possible
relationship.
Agent
and
principal,
there
are
4
of
them.
All
those
sounded
just
fine
to
me
but
they
didn't
mention
partnership.
And
Thomas
Merton
says
we
know
you
want
us
to
be
real
partners
with
you
in
this
business
of
living,
but
that
won't
work
much
for
me.
I
don't
I
think
it'd
start
out
God
and
Hodges
on
the
letterhead,
But
it
would
be,
no
time
before
it
was
Hodges
and
God,
and
then
we
don't
need
any
partnership
meetings.
And
then
it's
of
counsel
over
there
on
one
side,
God
of
counsel,
if
I
need
him.
And
that
had
been
I
tried
at
just
about
every
conceivable
way.
I'd
been
brought
up
in,
the
hell,
fire,
and
brimstone
of
the
Church
of
the
Air
in
Billings,
Montana.
And
I
learned
by
the
time
I
was
14
that
God
didn't
care.
I've
learned
by
the
time
I
was
probably
5
that
God
didn't
answer
my
prayers.
I
learned
by
that
time
that
he
doesn't
shield
me
or
anybody
else
from
terribly
painful
events.
My
mom
got
sick
with
cancer
when
I
was
12.
She
died
when
I
was
14.
And
I
stood
at
that
graveyard
in
the
low
rent
part
of
the
cemetery
at
Billings,
Montana
as
they
poured
dirt
on
her
coffin,
furious
with
her.
She
loved
my
sister
more
than
me.
My
sister
was
born
when
I
was
4a
half
or
something.
And
I
didn't
know
that
gone
were
the
days
when
my
mom
would
tuck
me
in,
say
a
prayer
with
me.
Those
were
the
happiest
moments
of
my
day.
We'd
whisper
our
little
secrets,
we'd
laugh,
I
could
make
her
laugh
in
the
middle
of
World
War
2
with
my
father
overseas
and
nobody
knowing
how
that
was
gonna
come
out,
I
could
make
my
mom
laugh.
Give
her
a
moment
of
levity,
and
I
took
great
solace
from
that.
And
one
day
that
was
all
over
because
she
said,
are
you
do
you
mind
if
I
bring
a
little
baby
home
from
the
hut?
No.
Bring
her
home.
Bring
her
home.
And
that
was
the
end
of
it.
They
had
a
little
room
set
aside
for
this
kid.
And
my
mom
spent
all
her
time
in
there
or
so
it
seemed
to
me.
And
I
devised,
even
then
I
was
an
expert
at
managing
things,
and
so
I
devised
a
means
by
which
I
could
solve
that
problem
and
get
my
mom
back.
I
decided
that
I
would
encourage
my
sister,
who
was
maybe
7
weeks
old,
to
move
out.
So
I'd
go
in
there
and
thump
her
on
the
head
and,
you
know,
give
her
a
little,
you're
through
here,
pal.
I'll
help
you
pack,
but
it's
time
to
go.
Love
you.
Get
out.
My
mom
caught
me
with
those
shenanigans
and
threw
me
out
of
this
the
nursery.
And
before
I
hit
the
wall
in
the
hallway,
I
I
knew.
We
know
in
an
instant.
I
knew
she
didn't
love
me.
I
knew
she
loved
my
sister
more.
I
knew
she
had
betrayed
me.
And
I
knew
it
to
the
depths
of
my
soul.
And
some
ideas
were
formed
that
day
for
me
that
I
didn't
even
smell
for
years.
But
I
had
the
bad
effects
of
those
ideas.
When
you
can't
trust
your
mother,
and
by
reference
your
grandmother,
you
don't
have
much
of
a
chance
of
being
able
to
trust
any
important
women
in
your
life.
And
you
can't
form
a
relationship
on
that.
I
neither
respected
nor
trusted
women
and
I
knew
they'd
go
for
it
for
about
4
years
and
then
it
would
be
all
over.
And
that's
how
it
turned
out.
I'm,
what
we
call
much
married,
and,
all
those
marriages
are
4
years
in
length
or
thereabouts.
One
longer
than
that
while
I
was
going
through
law
school.
Not
that
she
I
was
just
too
busy
to
get
a
divorce.
I
guess
I
don't
know
what
it
was.
Always
uneasy
around
women,
especially
the
ones
that
were
powerful
women.
Women
whose
approval
I
wanted.
Always,
always
feeling
at
the
effect
of
that.
And,
of
course,
I
was
scared
to
death
of
my
dad
when
he
came
home
from
the
war.
He's,
he
was
a
bad
drinker,
and,
he
was
quick
with
his
fists.
And
I
just
hated
to
be
around
him.
On
Saturday
morning,
we'd
seem
to
be
having
fun
and
then
he
would
reach
in
into
the
cupboard
over
the
refrigerator
and
take
that
bottle
down.
And
I
knew
I
quickly
learned
that
we
were
not
gonna
see
much
of
him
anymore.
He
didn't
want
to
be
with
us
anymore.
And
he
would
drink
for
a
while
and
then
leave
the
house,
and
we
wouldn't
see
him,
and
wouldn't
see
him.
And
my
mom
got
increasingly
angry
and
increasingly
frightened,
and
we
didn't
know
what
was
going
on.
And
so
now
I
can't
trust
male
authority
figure.
I
can't
trust
men
that
I
should
be
able
to
rely
on,
and
I
can't
trust
women
that
should
be
endlessly
supportive
of
my
nonsense.
And
I've
got
some
amazing
material
to
work
with.
I
got
some
old
ideas,
as
Wilson
calls
them.
And
I
did
a
lot
of
damage
believing
that
that's
just
how
life
is.
And
I
gotta
hurt
you
before
you
hurt
me.
And
I
gotta
leave
you
before
you
take
off,
before
you
stop
loving
me.
And
and
if
I
could
have
said
the
truth
about
any
of
that,
I
would
have
If
I
had
known
it,
I
don't
think
I
would
have
said
it,
but
if
I
had
known
the
truth,
the
truth
would
have
been,
hey,
you
know
what?
You're
a
very
nice
person
and
I
know
you
like
me.
You're
a
pretty
lady
and
I
know
you
care
about
me,
and
I
wish
I
could
love
you
too.
But
you
see,
I
didn't
get
the
love
I
needed
when
I
was
a
kid.
I
don't
have
any
left
for
you.
If
I
ever
get
all
the
love
I
need,
I'll
be,
you're
gonna
be
the
first
on
the
list
for
me
to
love.
But
I
couldn't
say
that,
but
that's
kinda
how
it
floated
out.
And
so
I
withheld
and
I
withdrew
and
I
did
all
of
that.
And
over
time,
their
dignity
leaves
them.
And
you
add
in
the
joys
of
alcoholism
and,
we
easily
take
their
dignity
away.
We
easily
invade
the
power
of
men
we
should
respect.
We
easily
wanna
get
them
before
they
get
us.
And
so
it
was
with
that
and
I
had
a
twin
brother
who
I
began
to
suspect
that
my
mom
loved
him
more
than
me.
And
so
I
and
we
would
fight.
You
know,
when
he's
like
7
years
7
minutes
older
than
I
am.
And
when
we
were
teenagers,
we'd
go
out
in
the
backyard
and
go
at
it.
And,
you
know,
when
you're
popping
each
other
with
everything
you
have,
10
minutes
of
that
is
a
long
time.
And
sometimes
I
tagged
him,
but
too
often
too
often
he
nailed
me
and
I'd
go
down.
And
I
would
be
impotent
and
furious
and
angry
and
determined
to
nail
him
the
next
time.
And
there
would
be
a
next
time
with
the
same
result
all
too
often.
And
then
he
started
competing
with
me
scholastically,
and
he's
a
good
student.
And
I
couldn't
even
kick
his
ass
in
the
classroom.
And
you
kinda
get
a
sense
that
there's
something
wrong
here.
There's
some
I
am
deficient
in
serious
ways.
And
that
drink
And
then
he
we're
16,
and
he
This
is
my
this
is
my
companion.
This
is
my
guy.
We
finally
knew
learned
how
to
not
give
in
to
the
toughs
in
the
neighborhood,
but
to
stand
side
by
side
and
stay
together,
and
we
were
formidable.
And
then
he
fell
in
love
with
a
girl,
he
left
me
for
all
intents
and
purposes.
Where'd
you
go?
What
happened?
Oh,
I
was
with
Barbara.
And
you
swallow
that.
I
guess
he
doesn't
love
me.
Doesn't
not
interested
in
me.
And
Barbara
was
clearly
giving
him
something
that
I
was
not
gonna
give
him
and
so,
he
was
very
taken
with
her.
And
given
all
of
that
given
all
of
that,
and
that's
not
much,
it's
just
a
a
screwy
way
to
start
a
life.
When
I
was
16,
I
had
that
first
drink
in
high
school
after
a
football
game.
I
loved
it.
I
loved
that
drink.
I
I
it
gave
me
a
feeling
I
was
in
touch
for
a
moment
with
something
in
me
that
I
could
not
have
explained
in
those
days.
Today
I
think
I
was
in
touch
for
a
moment
or
2
with
the
divinity
in
me.
There
was
something
about
that
booze
that
moved
the
clouds
away
and
the
hatred
and
the
anger
and
the
sense
of
inconsequential
conduct,
the
sense
of
being
just
another
blob
on
the
earth
went
away,
went
away.
And
I
thought
the
booze
had
done
that,
and
I
think
the
booze
just
moves
those
things
aside
for
a
minute,
so
we
get
a
glimpse
of
what
we
really
want.
But
as
long
as
we
think
the
booze
did
that,
We'll
go
after
that
booze
as
long
as
we
can.
So
I'm
16
and
now
I'm
drinking.
It
wasn't
long
before,
it
had
me
pretty
good.
Pretty
good.
And
it
worked
for
a
while.
It
worked
for
a
while.
And
I
made
that
holy
declaration
to
my
dad
about
being
a
dentist
and
got
through
college
and
started
dental
school
and
got
thrown
out
at
the
end
of,
that
time
after
burning
the
couch
down.
Drank
on
Skid
Row
for,
6
months.
Couldn't
hide
the
deferment
thing
from
the
military,
and
I'm
now
in
the
Marine
Corps.
Loved
the
marine
corps.
Acted
badly
in
the
marine
corps.
Got
out
of
this
marine
I
was
an
officer,
a
first
lieutenant
in
the
marine
corps
when
I
got
discharged.
And
thank
God
I
was
given
an
opportunity
to
stay
in
the
reserves,
which
I
did
for
5
years
after
I
got
sober.
And
I
was
so
grateful
for
a
chance
to
put
something
back
in
by
commanding
reserve
troops.
And
I'm
sober.
I'm
sober.
29
years
old
and
I'm
sober.
And
30
and
35
and
so
on.
Charlie
mentioned
the
yard,
Clancy's
yard.
I'd
since
moved
over
to
the
west
end
of
town
and
I
like
going
over
to
that
yard.
I'm
no
great
athlete
and
didn't
really
pretend
to
be,
but
I
had
the
moves,
you
know.
I
looked
like
I
knew
what
I
was
doing.
And
I
enjoyed
that.
I
enjoyed
that
sense
of
exhilaration
of
just
playing.
Just
playing.
And
it
was
easy
because
there
were
rules
there
like
there
was
in
the
Marine
Corps.
And
as
long
as
you
played
within
the
rules,
it
was
like
having
a
fence
around
everything
and
you
couldn't
fall
off.
You
couldn't
get
lost.
You
couldn't
do
any
and
I
it
was
very,
very
good
for
me.
And,
I
would
take
my
youngest
son
over
there.
He
was
the
only
one
that
lived
with
his
mother
in
Southern
California,
and
I
would
go
by
and
get
him.
And
we'd
go
over
to
the
yard
together.
And
I
didn't
know
anything
about
what
a
child
needed
and
I
didn't
seem
to
care
much.
I
mean
by
that,
I
didn't
look
into
it.
I
didn't
get
the
counsel
from
anybody
that
was
being
a
successful
parent.
And
I
say
it
only
because
when
it
finally
came
time
for
me
to
make
amends
to
that
boy,
I
found
out
something
very
interesting.
We
had
talked
for
some
time,
and
I
asked
him
what
was
the
most
painful
piece
of
it
all.
And
he
said,
you
know
what's
funny?
After
you
were
sober,
you
take
me
over
to
Clancy's
place.
And
I
was
left
with
a
feeling
that
I
I
wasn't
enough.
I
said,
how
did
you
get
that
feeling?
He
said,
because
you
never
took
me
alone
anywhere.
We
always
went
to
other
adults
and
you
paid
more
attention
to
the
other
adults
than
you
did
to
me.
And
that
is
so
painful
to
hear
that.
I
didn't
know
from
an
exemplary
parent
or
grandparent
quite
how
it
went.
I
had
no
idea.
And
I
wept
with
that.
Charlie
and
I
were
talking
the
other
day
about
his
relationships
with
his
kids
and
how
sweet
and
precious
they
are.
And
it
makes
you
wanna
go
back
and
redo
it.
Now,
I
have,
finally,
at
23
years
of
sober
sobriety,
this
guy,
this
young
man
is,
married
with
kids.
This
young
man
is
making
a
very
good
living
in
Orange
County,
California.
This
young
man
is,
the
guy
that
heads
up
all
of
the
commercial
real
estate
for
a
fella
named
Brynn
that
owns
the
Irvine
company,
and
he
does
real
well.
And
he
has
a
beautiful
wife.
He
has
3
beautiful
kids.
And,
I
somehow
or
other
missed
his
childhood
even
though
I
was
sober,
and
somehow
or
other
missed
so
much
that
I
went
traipsing
down
there
and
had
that
talk
with
him.
But
before
that,
I
had
to
get
in
some
kind
of
fit
spiritual
condition.
There,
I
brought
this
little
book
up
here
because
it
has
the
little
bit
of,
the
12
and
12
in
it.
The
first
paragraph
in
the
12
and
12
on
step
9,
step
9
says
make
direct
amends
to
such
people
wherever
possible
except
when
to
do
so
would
injure
them
or
others.
And
the
first
paragraph
says,
good
judgment,
a
careful
sense
of
timing,
courage,
and
prudence.
These
are
the
qualities
we
shall
need
when
we
take
step
9.
And
I
guess
it's
just
as
well
that
I
waited
till
step
9
to
make
amends
because
I
was
not
fit
to
do
that
first.
I
didn't
have
good
judgment.
I
had
no
sense
of
timing.
I
tended
to
wanna
get
things
over
with.
I
had
no
courage,
no
courage,
no
moral
courage.
And
prudence?
No.
I'm
not
careful
about
anything.
I
just,
self
will
run
right
as
me.
But
I'm
sober
all
that
time.
And
somebody
said
it
up
here
today,
We
have
step
1
where
we
admit
we
can't
we
cannot
do
anything
about
our
alcoholism.
Cannot.
Can't
even
quit
really.
It
should
say,
shouldn't
it
step
1,
quit?
We
don't
hear
that.
Uh-oh.
No.
And
I
think
it's
because
we
can't.
Not
really.
For
whatever
reason
or
another,
we
go
back.
And
so
when
that
and
I
began
to
look
back.
I
began
to
look
back
on
those
remarkable
early
days.
I
began
to
look
back
on
those
people
in
Glendale
that
were
so
kind
to
me,
that
set
a
place
at
the
table
for
me,
that
welcomed
me.
Even
though
they
knew
I
thought
that
I
was
gonna
be
on
Skid
Row
in
3
weeks,
they
welcomed
me.
And
how
Bill
Kennedy
was
so
kind
when
I
was
new.
He
died
last
year.
He
had
the
most
beautiful
smile
of
anybody
I
ever
saw.
He
was
a
huge
factor
in
my
life
and
I
may
have
spent
1
hour
altogether
with
Bill
Kennedy,
but
it
was
that
critical
hour.
You
made
me
no
promises.
He
didn't
say
if
you
do
this
and
that.
And
the
third
thing,
you'll
be
able
to
stay
sober.
He
didn't
say
that.
He
just
said,
if
you're
like
me,
you're
gonna
drink
no
matter
what.
Good
people
in
AA
will
tell
you
don't
drink
no
matter
what
and
you
will
drink
no
matter
what.
And
that
would
have
seemed
like
a
death
knell,
but
to
me,
it
cleared
the
air.
Got
it.
Got
it.
My
worst
fears
have
been
said
out
loud
and
it
gives
you
a
sense
of
relief
and
there's
a
surrender
attached
to
that.
He
said
come
in
and
sit
down.
If
you
get
hungry,
I'll
fix
you
a
sandwich.
We
have
a
little
kitchen
in
the
back.
And
now
23
years
has
gone
by
and
I'd
forgotten
all
about
Bill
Kennedy.
I'd
forgotten
all
about
any
notion
that
I
was
as
powerless
as
I
was.
I'd
forgotten
about
anything
except
my
life
was
not
working
for
me,
and
worse
than
that
I
was
very
terrified,
extremely
terrified.
And
we
finally
got
to
step
8
which
is
making
a
list
of
all
these
people
we
had
harmed.
And
I
went
to
my
inventory
for
that.
That's
the
last
official
act
I
did
with
that
written
4th
step.
But
I
took
all
of
those
names
under
suggestion,
under
orders,
and
made
a
list
of
everybody
on
there
that
it
seemed
to
me
I
could
have
harmed
in
any
way.
And
it
was
a
pretty
good
sized
list.
And
then
I
went
to
the
Christmas
card
list,
and
I
went
to
this
list,
and
I
went
to
that
list,
and
other
names
appeared.
And
I,
asked
to
be
shown
the
truth
about
who
I
had
harmed
Because
by
this
time,
I
had
the
solid
beginnings
of
a
relationship
with
God
and
that
whole
thing
is
another
story,
but
I
think
we
need
significant
power
to
effectuate
6
and
7,
to
really
admit
those
are
our
old
ideas,
to
really
get
it
that
we
can't
get
rid
of
them
no
matter
how
hard
we
try.
If
if
we
could
have
gotten
rid
of
them,
we
would
have
gotten
rid
of
them,
but
when
it
began
to
be
so
clear
that
they
were
ruined
us.
And
we
were
sober,
it
could
have
gone
to
a
100
people.
What
am
I
gonna
do
about
this?
And
I
think
just
about
all
of
them
would
have
said,
well,
you're
not
gonna
do
anything
about
it,
but
you
can
ask
God
to
do
something
for
you,
like
take
them
away.
These
old
ideas,
and
Bob
was
talking
about
it,
It
says
now
these
are
about
to
be
cast
out.
That
is
a
huge
promise.
And
they're
cast
out
at
7
when
we
ask
that
they
be
cast
out,
knowing
what
they
are.
And
it's
fun
to
sit
and
listen
to
a
5th
step
and
the
guy
hates
his
wife,
but
we've
started
much
earlier
than
that.
Turns
out
he
hates
his
mother.
And
he
hates
her
because
she
wouldn't
give
him
money
for
a
Halloween
mask.
Now,
what
would
a
guy
have
to
believe?
What
would
the
old
idea
be
that
would
drive
a
guy
to
think
that
his
mother
betrayed
him
by
not
burping
up
the
dime
for
the
Halloween
mask?
Well,
he
has
to
believe
that,
she
thinks
he
needs
a
Halloween
mask
and
won't
give
him
one
or
doesn't
understand
the
need
or
doesn't
have
the
dime
to
spend,
he
has
to
believe
that
if
that's
what
love
amounts
to,
love
ain't
much.
I
mean,
we
get
all
kinds
of
goofy
ideas
in
our
head.
I
adored
my
son,
but
I
didn't
know
what
to
do
with
him.
And
I
took
him
to
the
yard
and
kinda
let
him
play
with
the
other
kids.
I
thought
that
was
good
shepherding.
He
did
not.
Made
him
feel
inadequate.
And
you
sit
and
listen
to
a
5th
step
and
watch
those
ideas
begin
to
pop
up,
float
to
the
surface.
What
would
a
guy
have
to
believe
to
believe
that
his
mother
or
father
loved
his
brother
more
than
he
was
loved?
You'd
have
to
believe
there's
a
limited
amount
of
love.
There's
not
enough
to
go
around.
That's
what
you
have
to
believe.
You
must
believe
that.
Is
it
true?
Oh,
no.
No.
No.
No.
It's
not
true.
But
we
believe
that
and
our
lives
are
bound
to
that
idea,
not
to
be
given
up.
We
don't
even
know
it's
our
old
idea.
We
just
think
that's
the
way
that
it
is.
Or
do
you
have
to
believe
to
hate
your
brother
because
he
can
out
point
you
in
a
fist
fight,
out
point
you
in
grades?
Oh,
not
every
time,
but
far
too
often.
Do
I
believe
that
he's
smarter
than
I
am?
No.
I
cannot
believe
that.
I
can
believe
only
that
God
hates
me,
or
he
would
not
have
me
playing
this
stupid
game
at
the
effect
of
fear
of
my
brother
who
loves
me.
So,
the
ideas
come
floating
up
if
we're
looking
for
them.
And
we
must
look
for
them
because
they
run
our
lives.
And
we
get
through
that
in
7
and
then
8,
we
have
a
little
more
courage
from
the
first
seven
steps,
and
we
make
the
list.
And
then
and
only
then
can
we
throw
that
inventory
away.
We
have
no
further
use
for
it.
I
was
told
throw
it
away.
Get
it
out
of
your
life.
The
written
inventory
can
go
now,
but
don't
be
disrespectful.
Whatever
you
do,
be
conscious
enough
to
realize
you're
putting
aside
some
description
of
somebody
you
never
were.
You
can
take
it
to
the
beach,
make
a
little
fire,
take
it
up
to
the
mountains,
bury
it,
put
it
in
your
fireplace
if
you
have
one
of
those.
Put
it
in
a
trash
bag
and
put
it
in
the
garbage.
Whatever
you
do,
be
conscious
about
it
and
don't
try
to
retrieve
it.
Let
it
go,
let
it
go.
It's
been
very
important
to
you,
time
to
let
it
go.
And
so
the
list
of
people
to
whom
we
owe
amends
is
reduced
to,
in
my
case,
and
as
somebody
said,
there's
a
lot
of
lot
of
ways
to
do
this.
And
it
doesn't
much
matter
as
long
as
it's
easy
to
manage.
So
I
wrote
those
names
down
on
a
3
by
5
card.
One
person
with
maybe
2
or
3
ways
I
had
harmed
that
person.
I
wrote
their
phone
number
down.
I
wrote
the
harm
in
the
in
the
middle
of
the
3
by
5
card.
In
the
upper
right
hand
corner
I
put
it
plus
or
a
minus
depending
on
whether
I
was
willing
to
make
amends
to
them.
They
said
tell
the
truth,
tell
the
truth.
If
you're
not
willing
to
make
the
amends,
it
will
come.
But
don't
make
amends
to
anybody
unless
you're
willing
to
do
that.
And
by
the
way,
look
up
willing
willing
in
the
dictionary
is
gladly
ready.
Can
I
just
conjure
up
gladly
ready?
No.
How
am
I
gonna
get
gladly
ready?
You're
gonna
ask
for
that.
Take
me
to
a
place
where
I'm
gladly
ready
to
make
amends
to
this
person
for
this
harm.
And
then,
I
had
a
stack
of
3
by
5
cards.
Some
of
them
had
a
minus,
some
of
them
had
a
plus.
And
I
sat
down
with
this
guy
that
was
taking
me
through
and
we
looked
at
him.
And
there
were
a
significant
number
of
them
where
when
it
got
right
down
to
it
I
had
not
harmed
the
person.
I
might
have
thought
bad
thoughts
about
them,
I
might
have
resented
them,
but
unless
I
actually
harmed
them,
he
said,
no,
that's
not
for
that.
What
about
if
I
gossip?
But
no,
don't
go
to
somebody
and
tell
them
you've
been
gossiping.
That's
under,
except
when
to
do
so,
it
injure
them
or
others.
What
will
I
do
to
make
amends?
You
will
start
talking
very
highly
about
that
person
to
the
same
people
you
bad
mouth
them.
Oh,
what
an
order.
Is
that
it?
Is
that
really
it?
Sure.
You
don't
want
to
stir
up
more
trouble
by
telling
that
guy
you've
been
stabbing
him
in
the
back.
Okay.
Okay.
Because
you
can't
harm
him
that
way.
Not
really.
Make
him
feel
bad,
but
he's
not
harmed.
She's
not
harmed.
So
I
had
a
stack
of
3
by
5
cards,
and
they
contained
each
one
of
them.
The
name,
the
type
of
harm,
whether
I
was
willing.
And
I
said,
what
am
I
gonna
do
about
these
that
I'm
not
willing
to
make
amends
to?
And
they
said,
you
will
become
willing.
Right
now,
your
fear
has
you
by
the
neck
and
you
are
Everything
looks
terribly
undoable
to
you.
You're
gonna
ask
for
power
to
make
the
amends
and
because
you're
gonna
get
some
satisfying,
rejuvenating,
wonderful
responses,
and
you
will,
your
unwillingness
to
make
amends
to
other
people
on
your
list
in
the
cards
is
gonna
drop
away
in
large
part
in
large
part.
Start
with
the
easy
ones.
Don't,
tackle
some
terribly
something
you
see
as
dangerous.
Don't
do
that.
And
so
I
started.
I
was
in
those
days,
this
was
16
years
ago,
15
years
ago,
I
was
dating
a
lady
that
had
a
small
boy,
a
son.
And
I
knew
beyond
any
doubt
that
I
owed
his
father
an
amends.
And
I
owed
him
an
amends
because
I
had
totally
dismissed
him.
They'd
been
separated,
divorced
for
some
time,
but
he
was
drinking
and
drugging
and
in
terrible
shape.
And
I
dismissed
this
man.
He
loved
that
boy.
And
I
was
coming
to
love
that
boy.
And
I
didn't
have
a
competitive
thing
in
him
in
me
about
that,
but
I
was
afraid
his
father
would,
injure
him.
I
was
afraid
the
kid
would
get
heartbroken,
and
so
I
didn't
encourage
that
relationship.
And
somehow
that
seeps
out,
you
know.
I'm
disdainful
of
you,
John.
I
never
said
that
to
him,
but
I
was.
And
one
day
I
was
over
to
I
was
doing
a
little
his
mother
had
asked
me
to
go
over
to
school
for
a
Halloween
festival
of
some
kind
and
he
was
in
a
part,
he
had
a
sophisticated
part
in
the
Halloween
magic.
Kind
of
like
last
night
up
here
where
you
had
a
high
level
sophisticated,
theatrical
display.
And
he
was
up
there
and
he
turned
around,
he
saw
me
and
he
waved,
and
then
I
looked
over
here
and
his
dad
was
in
the
room.
And
I
thought,
oh,
man.
Oh,
man.
What
am
I
gonna
do
about
that?
That
morning
I
had
said
take
me
to
my
next
amends
and
give
me
the
power
to
make
it.
And
I
knew.
I
knew.
After
this
thing
was
over,
I
went
over
to
him
and
I
said,
how
about
you
and
I
having
a
cup
of
coffee?
And
he
was
clean
and
sober
that
day
and
he
said
okay.
We
went
to
a
coffee
shop,
and
that's
the
way
to
do
it.
Amends
don't
take
very
long,
it
doesn't
take
long
to
tell
the
truth.
It
doesn't
take
long
to
say
what
we
have
to
say.
But
we
don't
wanna
make
it
around
a
meal.
We
don't
wanna
have
people
coming
in
and
out
and
bringing
food
along.
We
don't
wanna
do
anything.
We
don't
have
any
agenda
beyond
making
the
amends.
This
is
not
anything
that
we
want.
Something
may
good
may
develop
out
of
that,
but
not
at
that
time.
I
was
told,
keep
it
brief.
Tell
the
truth.
Thank
him
for
meeting
with
you.
Tell
him
that
you've
been
looking
back
over
your
life
and
you've
made
a
lot
of
huge
mistakes
involving
other
people.
He's
on
the
list.
I'm
here
to
make
amends
to
you.
I'm
here
to
clean
that
up,
if
we
can
and
I
hope
we
can.
And
so
thank
you
for
meeting
with
me.
And
here's
the
amends,
here's
the
harm
that
I
see
that
I
have
done.
And
you
tell
them
the
harm.
And
you
ask
them,
do
you
need
to
tell
me
how
any
of
that
made
you
feel?
And
sometimes
they
do,
and
sometimes
they
don't.
Once
in
a
while,
1
or
both
of
us
will
be
crying
by
this
time.
Amen.
Somebody's,
is
this
a
participate?
Never
mind.
And
you,
as
it
says
in
the
12
and
12,
judgment,
courage,
and
it's
very
much
a
feel
your
way
through
the
thing.
And
if
they
say
yes,
there's
other
harm,
and
he
did.
He
had
his
own
list
that
was
pretty
extensive.
And
you
just
sit
and
listen
to
it.
And
it's
not
easy
to
hear.
And
finally,
you
get
down
to
the
last
question.
What
can
I
do
to
make
this
right
with
you?
And
I
asked
that
question.
And
at
this
time,
we
were,
this
lady
and
I
were
talking
about
setting
up
a
household
together.
I
had
come
to
love
that
little
boy
very,
very
much.
And
I,
didn't
know
what
he
would
say
about
that.
I
thought
he'd
say
stay
away
from
my
kid.
He
said,
after
thinking
about
it
for
a
long
minute,
he
said,
take
care
of
my
boy.
And
a
crazy
man
named
Don
Pritz
had
told
me
6
months
earlier
that
whatever
the
answer
is
to
what
would
you
have
me
do
to
make
this
right,
that
is
very
important
assignment
for
you.
Don't
dismiss
it
out
of
hand.
There's
no
better
way
to
know
God's
will
than
to
honestly
and
fully
and
completely
respond
to
whatever
you're
asked
to
do.
And
I
did
it
with
a
heavy
heart.
Oh,
god.
I'm
not
when
I
was
my
kids
were
young,
I
was
an
undependent
undependable
and
dangerous
parent.
Dangerous.
Why?
My
dad's
example
was
just
all
I
had
to
go
on,
and
I
didn't
wanna
take
another
chance.
But
I
had
my
marching
orders
in
effect,
and
I
had
come
to
a
place
in
my
life
by
this
time
where
I,
2
words
have
been
added,
1
was
obedience
and
the
other
was
surrender.
And
I'd
surrendered
to
doing
anything
that
these
amends
required
of
me
and
I
was
obedient
to
the
precepts
in
the
book
and
to
what
god
would
have
me
do
if
as
long
as
I
knew
it.
And
my
life
was
getting
so
much
easier,
and
I
was
sleeping
all
night
long,
and
I
was
having
moments
of
joy
in
my
life,
something
that
I'd
never
had
before.
And
the
only
reason
that
I
had
that
is
because
there
is
now
a
place
inside
me
where
I
can
go
where
God
is.
He's
inside
me
not
like
a
BB
in
a
glass
of
water,
but
like
the
ocean
is
in
a
wave
and
there's
no
other
way
to
really
explain
that
or
describe
it.
But
it's
extraordinarily
important
to
me
because
I'm
a
seeker.
I
am
a
seeker.
A
seeker
is
somebody
that's
been
touched
by
God
in
such
a
way
that
nothing
less
nothing
less
will
ever
do.
And,
you're
my
masters.
People
like
Clancy,
like
Tom,
my
sponsor.
All
of
you
here
are
my
masters
and
a
master
is
somebody
whose
very
life
bears
living
witness
to
the
seeker
that
what
the
seeker
seeks
is
real.
And
I'm
so
grateful
for
that.
I'm
so
grateful
that
we're
given
each
other
because
without
each
other,
the
marvelous
energy
that's
in
these
rooms
would
not
be
here.
And
we
need
the
energy.
We
need
call
it
anything
you
want,
we
need
the
energy.
Every
living
creature
puts
out
its
own
level
of
energy.
And
when
we
come
in
here,
our
energy
is
low,
low,
low.
We
have
just
enough
courage
to
admit
we
can't
handle
the
booze,
but
that's
all
we
need.
And
gradually
our
energy
gets.
And
then
we
come
into
a
meeting
of
Alcoholics
Anonymous,
the
energy
is
marvelous.
And
we
need
that
energy,
and
the
new
people
need
that
energy.
And
it's
up
to
us
to
increase
to
support
that
energy.
And
when
you
get
to
your
next
meeting
in
your
home
group,
you
get
a
feel
for
what
that
energy
is,
what
the
level
is.
Is
the
level
1
of
joy?
Is
the
level
1
of
humor
and
laughter
and
love?
Is
the
level
of
energy
one
of
service?
You
can
feel
it.
You
can
feel
it.
And
our
souls
need
that
energy.
That's
why
this
is
such
a
special
conference.
The
energy
is
high.
And
why
is
it
high?
Because
extraordinary
people
have
come
from
all
over
the
world
to
sit
here,
to
speak
here,
to
lead
here,
to
pray
here.
And
what
if
they
were
just
average
people?
Well,
they
are.
That's
all.
And
they
bring
that
energy,
they
find
it
here.
And
so
and
so
when
we
get
to
step
9,
we
draw
heavily
on
that
energy.
Heavily.
And,
for
5
years
then,
I
was
a
parent
to
a
boy
that
was
5
when
we
when
I
started
actively
parenting
him.
And
when
he
was
9
or
10,
his
he
he
and
his
mother
moved
back
to
the
Midwest.
And
I
knew
a
couple
of
things.
I
knew
that
meeting
that
obligation
had
become
a
joy
to
me.
I
knew
that
he
was
a
better
kid
for
it.
His
dad,
shortly
after
I
made
that
commitment
to
his
dad,
his
dad
died
in
San
Gabriel
Motel
with
a
needle
in
his
neck.
And
the
kid
was
heartbroken,
he
loved
his
dad.
And
his
dad
loved
him.
And
I
was
the
predominant
male
figure
in
his
life
for
a
while.
And
I
loved
him.
I
loved
that
boy.
And
he
loved
me
too.
And
he
was
shattered
when
his
dad
died.
And
I
I
never
ever,
by
any
tone
of
voice,
suggested
that
that
wasn't
the
right
dad
for
him.
I
respected
how
he
felt.
I
went
up
to
Portland.
Carl
met
me
at
the
airport
up
there,
my
brother.
I'd
harmed
him.
I
made
amends
to
him
for
that
harm.
I
flew
back
to
Roanoke
where
my
dad
had
been
buried
many
years.
I
had
come
to
a
point
as
is
the
principle
of
step
8
of
forgiving
him.
I
knew
a
little
bit
about
forgiveness
by
this
time.
And
I
forgave
him
and
I
stopped
being
afraid
of
him.
I
was
afraid
of
him.
When
he
was
confined
to
a
bed
with
a
stroke,
I
would
walk
into
that,
bedroom
of
his.
He'd
beg
me
to
stay.
I
couldn't
stay.
I
was
an
adult
sober
quite
a
few
years.
And
I'd
spend
10
days
in
Naples,
Florida
and
then
stop
in
Georgia,
hoping
every
time
that
I
could
make
amends
to
him.
I
clutched,
I
couldn't
stay
in
that
room.
He
suddenly,
I
became
the
little
boy
again.
I
couldn't
be
around
him
Because
it
was
he
was
always
so
fast,
and
things
seemed
to
be
going
well,
and
suddenly,
somebody
was
getting
hit
and
hit
hard.
And
I
didn't
have
the
kind
of
faith
or
trust
that
was
required
to
stay
in
that
room
with
him.
And
after
2
days,
I
had
gotta
go,
dad.
Gotta
go.
And
then
he
died.
And
then
I
went
back
to
Roanoke
and
knelt
at
that
grave.
And
there
wasn't
any
momentous
thing
about
it.
And
it
was
only
later
than
that
that
I
could
forgive
him
and
did
forgive
him.
I
I
rewrote
my
history
by
allowing
God's
grace
to
rewrite
my
childhood.
It
was,
Sandy
tells
such
a
wonderful,
rich,
powerful
description
of
that
huge
gap
between
what
happened
when
we
were
kids
and
what
we
thought
happened
when
we
were
kids.
Between
reality
and
the
story.
And
mine
was
largely
story.
As
we
do,
you
know.
Maybe
more
than
largely,
maybe
entirely
story.
But
I
had
it
painted
a
terribly
gloomy
picture.
Very
frightening.
And
I
couldn't
let
go
of
the
story
to
make
amends
while
he
was
alive.
And
so
I
went
back
after
he
was
dead
and
knelt
at
that
grave.
I
went
to
the,
to
Denver.
My
sister,
the
one
that
had
bumped
me
out
of
first
place
in
my
view,
was
living
in
Denver
with
her
husband.
My
dad
was
born
in
Roanoke,
Virginia
in,
Dothan,
Alabama.
Deep
South.
Very,
very
racially
prejudiced.
And
the
word
got
back
to
him
that
my
sister
in
Denver
had
married
a
black
guy.
Yeah.
I
thought,
oh,
god.
How
could
you
do
that?
Oh,
I
could
have
gone.
I
just
was
afraid
to
go
to
Billings.
And
they
asked
me
the
next
year,
and
I'm
under
new
management,
so
I
got
to
billings.
A
friend
of
mine,
a
lady
in
Al
Anon
had
gone
up
on
the
same
flight
with
me.
She
was
speaking
at
the
same
conference,
Corinne.
My
mom
a
letter
and
I
did
that.
It
said,
bury
it
out
there
in
that
graveyard.
I
had
the
letter.
She
handed
me
a
shopping
bag.
She
said
you'll
need
this
on
there.
And
I
looked
in
and
there
was
a
liter
of
water,
there
was
a
pair
of
shears,
There
were
some
clippers.
There
were
some,
everything
I
needed.
Some
rags.
The
snow
was
off
the
ground
in
Billings.
I
didn't
realize
it
then,
but
almost
40
years
earlier
I
had
stood
at
that
grave
while
they
buried
her
and
said,
You
don't
love
me.
I
don't
love
you
either.
I
didn't
cry.
I
don't
love
you.
I
don't
love
you.
And
I
was
disobedient
to
the
point
of
cruelty
with
her.
And
then
I,
step
8
has
a
forgiveness
component.
That's
the
principle
of
step
8.
And
atonement
is
the
principle
of
step
9.
And
I
had
to
come
to
a
place
where
I
was
willing
to
make
amends
to
my
mom,
and
before
I
could
do
that
I
had
to
forgive
her
those
terrible
slights,
real
and
imagined.
And
there's
no
memo
on
this.
She's
been
dead
many
years
and
I
had
to
my
detriment
and
the
detriment
of
people
around
me
carried
the
resentment
and
the
sense
of
injustice
all
day
long
for
many
days.
So
I
knelt
down
there,
and
I
kind
of
got
the
leaves
off
the
little
marker.
Leaves
from
the
prior
fall.
I
had
started
to
cry
a
little
bit
when
Corinne
gave
me
that
shopping
bag
because
there
was
such
a
odd
love
in
it.
This
Al
Anon
member,
a
good
friend
of
mine
today,
cared
enough
to
lug
all
of
this
stuff
clear
on
that
flight
and
give
it
to
me.
And
I'd
had
a
guy
that
drove
me
out
to
the
cemetery
and
we
finally
found
a
marker
that,
was
my
mom's
Virginia
Marie
Eaton,
and
then
there's
a
date,
a
year
she
was
born,
a
dash,
the
year
she
died.
And
just
a
dash
represents
a
life.
It
doesn't
seem
there
ought
to
be
more
somehow.
But
it
was
a
life
of
integrity.
It
was
a
life
of
love.
It
was
a
life
of
courage.
It
was
a
life
of
hardship,
it
was
a
life
of
a
very
painful
death
of
cancer,
and
I
had
missed
her
horribly.
When
I
was
younger,
she'd
tell
me
to
mow
the
lawn.
I
would
mow
the
lawn
after
getting
a
few
beatings.
She
said
clip
around
the
sidewalk,
I
would
never
clip
around
the
sidewalk.
That's
my
little
line
in
the
sand,
and
those
clippers
that
Corinne
had
given
me,
I
took
them
out
and
I
started
to
clip
around
the
damn
marker,
the
thing
I
would
never
do,
And
the
tears
started
again.
I
expected
my
worst
dream
was
that
she'd
come
roaring
out
of
that
grave
like
the
Wicked
Witch
of
the
West
and
finish
the
job
with
a
big
sword.
And
my
grandmother
would
come
racing
down
and
whack
me
a
couple
of
times.
And
it
was
just
a
little
marker
in
the
little
red
part
of
the
cemetery,
and
she
had
died
40
years
earlier.
And
I'm
crying
and
clipping
around
that
thing,
and
beginning
to
get
that
whisper
of
an
awareness
that
she
loved
me.
The
day
never
came
that
she
didn't
love
me.
The
day
never
came
that
I
couldn't
trust
her.
The
day
never
came
that
she
was
unfair
to
me.
We
all
got
about
the
same
treatment,
but
I
wasn't
singled
out
for
any
deprivation.
I
wasn't
singled
out
for
any
particular
anger.
My
mom
was
scared
to
death.
They
didn't
have
anything
in
Billings,
Montana
during
the
2nd
World
War
called
counseling.
They
had
a
Church
of
the
Air
on
27th
Street
called
the
it
was,
it's
Church
of
the
Air,
can
you
get
ready
for
that?
The
Church
of
the
Air.
They
have
another
name
for
it
now
I
think,
but
it
was
the
Church
of
the
Air.
And
we'll
be
tied
to
any
snot
nose
kid
that
got
smart
in
the
church
of
the
air
because
you
got
a
little
whacking.
And
we
sang
all
those
songs
that
meant
nothing
to
me.
I
thought
gladly
the
cross
eyed
bear
was
a
bear
with
bad
eyesight.
I
for
years
I
thought
that.
It
never
touched
me.
But
the
tears
started
and
I
was
able
to
stay
out
there
that
day
and
I
had
a
strong
sense
for
the
first
time
in
my
life
of
crying
all
my
tears,
of
weeping
the
unshed
tears.
Because
I
saw
that
she
always
loved
me.
I
saw
that
I
could
have,
I
am
of
her.
She
has
no
choice.
She
must
love
me.
If
she
doesn't
have
some
pathology
going
on,
she's
gonna
love
her
kids
and
she
loved
me.
And
I
could
have
trusted
her,
and
I
couldn't
trust
her.
The
decision
she
had
to
make
because
she
was
so
frightened,
because
money
was
so
scarce,
because
the
allotment
check
was
iffy,
Seemed
harsh
to
me,
but
they
were
the
things
that
she
had
to
do,
because
who
knew
how
that
war
was
gonna
last,
how
long,
and
how
it
was
going
to
come
out,
and
I
never
saw
that.
I
never
saw
how
beautiful
she
is.
But
I
saw
it
that
day
as
I
knelt
there
clipping
around
that
goofy
marker
and
crying.
Those
marvellous
people
in
Billings,
we
talked
about
it
at
that
conference
that
weekend.
And
they
were
kind
enough
to
take
me
out
the
next
day,
Sunday,
before
it
was
time
to
get
on
the
airplane.
We
found
that
again,
I
walked
down
and
stood
in
front
of
my
grandma's
grave.
Suddenly
I
respected
her
where
I
never
had
before.
I
thanked
her
for
her
unwavering
hand.
I
thanked
her
for
consistency,
and
I
walked
out
of
that
cemetery
that
Sunday
and
got
on
the
airplane,
and
different
person,
a
different
person.
I
was
no
longer
interested
in
running
anybody
to
earth.
I
was
no
longer
interested
in
protecting
myself
against
women.
For
the
first
time
in
my
life,
I
could
be
friends
with
a
woman.
For
the
first
time
in
my
life,
women
were
something
other
than
a
sex
object
or
an
enemy.
I
had
harbored
all
of
that
from
the
time
I
was
14
until
I
was
54.
40
long
years.
40
long
years
with
a
lot
of
failed
relationships,
well
they
weren't
relationships,
a
lot
of
goofy
arrangements
in
that
time.
And
I
got
back
and
Corinne
called
me
and
said
she
just
heard
from
one
of
the
Al
Anon's
up
there.
They
had
made
a
decision
to
go
out
every
year
after
the
snow
was
off
the
ground
and
make
sure
my
mom's
grave
looked
good.
I
mean,
that's
a
lot
of
love.
Roselle
and
unshelred
me
all
kind
of
love.
Drive
by
the
new
basis
for
loving
me
like
that.
And
it
was
a
precious
thing,
and
I
came
out
of
Billings
different,
different,
different.
And
it
was
the
last
events
and
the
last
thing
I
wanted
to
do,
and
the
one
that
had
a
huge
impact
on
my
life
that
I
felt
almost
immediately.
Linda
and
I
were
friends
and,
became
good
friends
after
that.
I
had
no
I
wasn't
looking
to
get
married
again,
God,
there'd
been
enough
of
that.
I
wasn't
looking
to
do
anything
but
be
friends.
We
went
to
movies
a
lot.
She
never
let
me
take
her.
She
always
had
her
own
car
meet
you
at
the
movie.
And
one
day
that
friendship
caught
fire
and
I
said,
we
got
to
go
back
to
Kansas
where
your
dad
is.
He
was
in
a
retirement
home,
93
years
old.
She
said,
Do
you
really
want
to
do
that?
And
I
said,
Yeah.
I
want
His
blessing.
If
we're
going
to
get
married
I
want
His
blessing.
We
found
that
little
retirement
home
and
there
he
he's
a
great
guy,
a
Catholic
through
and
through,
and
he
had
just
found
out
that
he
was
in
a
Presbyterian
retirement
home.
Yeah.
Gave
him
a
few
bad
moments.
I'll
tell
you.
So
I
liked
him
for
that,
you
know.
And
I
sat
in
a
little
chair
in
his
room
and
he
and
Linda
were
sitting
on
the
bed.
Mr.
Staub,
my
name
is
Clint
Hodges.
I
came
here
from
Los
Angeles
with
your
daughter
on
a
special
errand.
I
wanted
to
meet
you.
I'm
in
love
with
your
daughter.
I
wanna
marry
her,
and
I'd
like
to
have
your
blessing.
He
gave
me
a
long
look
and
just
got
a
tear
cut.
And
he
finally
said,
how's
the
weather
out
there
in
Los
Angeles?
I
said,
close
enough,
man.
I'm
going
with
it.