(Note: This column is about human relationships and interactions, and how some might be characterized as sado-masochistic.  We’re not talking whips and ropes and bondage and stuff today.  If that’s what you were hoping, we’ll do that in another post.  This is about co… Read full post »

The sheer volume of new posts on OS is overwhelming.  Several people have commented on this recently, and the editors at OS are reported to be working on some type of organizing schema.  A few contributors recently have lamented that nobody seems to be reading their posts – or at leas/… Read full post »

My name is George and I am an alcoholic.  My sobriety date is August 26, 2000.  I tell my story in hopes that it might be of some help to someone else.  This is one way of giving back the gift of grace that was bestowed on me.  I have been… Read full post »

I've read a number of posts today from a Virginia lawyer named BobKeefer.  Most are on DUI laws and how effective legal representation is a good thing. I have no quarrel with that.

I was a drunk driver - many times.  Got caught twice, arrested, jailed, convicted.  I had good representa… Read full post »

I was five years old.  I had a three year-old brother, and one who was ten months old. My father was a young physician establishing an internal medicine practice on the east side of Detroit.  I would have had a four year-old sister, but she died when she was six months old. … Read full post »

My name is George and I am an alcoholic.  My sobriety date is August 26, 2000.  I tell my story in hopes that it might be of some help to someone else.  This is one way of giving back the gift of grace that was bestowed on me.  I was taught… Read full post »

My name is George and I am an alcoholic.  My sobriety date is August 26, 2000.  I tell my story in hopes that it might be of some help to someone else.  This is one way of giving back the gift of grace that was bestowed on me.  I was taught/… Read full post »

I really had not wanted to see the movie "W" but went to it tonight with some friends.  I have had all I can take of W and the Bushes.   I found myself quickly tuned-in to W's drinking-like-an-alcoholic, his spiritual born-again moment, and then his life after that as an "untreate… Read full post »

February 1973:  I was traveling solo in my VW bus from Anchorage to the “lower 48.”  It had been an adventure in growing up a little.  Had a great job as a janitor in the hospital (Often being one of the few males in the building, it was not unusual to/… Read full post »