As of two days ago this is my second attempt to kick alcohol once and for all. To be…
Technically I went to my first AA meeting over a year ago, but I don’t count it because one…
Having quit coffee over five times in my life can only mean I mostly failed at it. And these failures were packed with their usual ingredients — momentary hype and lack of a plan. I would scream my warrior chant and then dive head first into shallow…
My mother likes to say that I have never had to pay the consequences for my actions. Most times I will argue the point because I don’t see things that way. I feel like I have paid the consequences to some, certainly not all, of my actions, but paid them nevertheless.
October 11, 1990.
That date — 25 years ago today — will always be significant to me. Why?
That’s the day I quit smoking for good.
I started smoking in 1975, around the age of 14, because I thought it was cool. My dad…
