... marks an anniversary for me: Nineteen years ago, on June 30, 1989, at 11:15 a.m., I downed a double whiskey and a beer at a place called, if I remember, the Olde Ale House. It was the end of my drinking career. About 45 minutes later I was settling down (sort of) in a lock-up ward in a hospital detox unit.
Update: Another drunk: Neil Steinberg: Fit to print.
19 years is a fantastic accomplishment; cheers to you, Frank (and when you come to Portland we'll find another way to talk about Auden...).
ReplyDeleteCongrats, Frank. 19 years is amazing.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations.
ReplyDeletewow...that is very impressive indeed. my father had lost his battle with drinking when i was just four and died of liver damage. so i am proud of you and i don't even know you.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! A terrific milestone.
ReplyDeleteMy hat is off to you, Frank.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations, Frank. A close relative needed twenty-five years and five stays in detox to finally quit, so I have some sense of the magnitude of your achievement. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteMore power to you, Frank!
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