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March 2008

During the Christmas holidays in 1966, guess what? I was drunk. My brother, who had recently gotten sober in AA, came to visit me.

“You should go to AA. That's where it's at,” he said.

I raved, “I know where it's at! I'm a jazz musician! 'It' is wine, women, and song; drugs, sex, and rock 'n' roll; it's being hip, slick, and cool; it's recognition, fame, and applause. That's where 'it's' at!” I bellowed back.

“Go to AA,” my brother calmly repeated. “That's where it's at.”

“Okay, smart mouth, what is your idea of 'it'?”

He said, “'It' is anonymous. It has no name, it's the complement to professionalism. It is 'God as we understood him.' So you can't argue with us. We surrender.”

I was astonished. That's all he said. His silence was more convincing than any words. Curious, I went to my first AA meeting on January 2, 1967, and have been sober ever since, by the grace of God and the help of AA.

Dave C.

Richmond, California