On April Fool's Day, 1961, I believe God pulled a 30-something Detroit auto worker out of alcoholic insanity, took him off the streets and brought him into the community of sobriety.
Thirty years later, when I crawled into the rooms of recovery, Bob S. was there to meet me. I don't remember much of that night, but I do remember Bob saying, "Young fella, trust me - you never have to feel the way you feel tonight, ever again" - and his words were the first sounds of hope I'd heard in a long time. He became my first sponsor, and a dear, dear friend over the last 14-plus years. He has been (and is) a gift from God in my life.
Forty-four years - it's a long time between drinks, Bob. Congratulations - and know that a big guy in Chicago is thinking of you today, and sharing the joy with the world. All my wishes for love and joy are with you today!
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