Much has been written about the secular AA beliefs and attitudes towards the Twelve Steps. Some groups have chosen to rewrite them to eliminate god references. The risk there, of course, is incurring the wrath of the local Intergroup and perhaps that of our fellow AAs.
I turned fifty-nine last summer, the same age that my mother was when she died, thirty-six years ago. I don’t have the number of years sober under my belt as she did when she died (fourteen), but I am working on it.
November 7th, 1997. Key West Club House at 404 Virginia St. I was a 54-year-old divorced female artist, writer, and laryngectomee, speaking with an electro-larynx device called a Servox. I was picking up a 24-hour chip at an NA meeting. I had been two years clean of cigarettes and a week clean from alcohol and marijuana. Two hits in the morning, another at noon, and cocktails beginning at 5 pm and extending throughout the night had been a daily regimen for years.