
I started using Drugs and Alcohol as a kid to fit in but then I liked what they did for me. They made me bigger, stronger, better looking and provided the social lubricant I needed to not feel so out of place. They were my best friends for many years. Sex drugs and Rock n Roll were my credo. But some where along the line they turned on me. I wanted to stop and couldn't. Every day I told myself "Not before 5:00" and every day I was high by 9:00 in the morning. I hated myself and what I had become.
Now a lot of people thought I was ok. I never had a DUI, gotten arrested or lost my job. But I lost me and the hole inside was eating me up. I had managed short periods of abstinence from drugs and booze but they never lasted. During one of these "dry" spells it was suggested that I check out A.A. I figured sure why not. I was fortunate enough to find a meeting that catered to bikers. These people actualy looked like they enjoyed life without alcohol. They made me welcome and didn't ask what I rode or what kind of stash I had or if I would buy the next round. They just kept telling me to "keep coming back". I must admit I had a few personality problems back then. I was terrified but couldn't let on so I tried to cover it up with arrogance and was pretty much a class A asshole. But you know, they hugged me and said "keep coming back" That was in 1990.
I don't know if I owe these folks my life, with my luck I would have lived a long miserable life, but I owe them for whatever joy and serenity is in my life. They have seen me through a divorce, a major job accident, 2 back surgeries, A 2 year battle with Workman's Comp, a couple of broke down scooters and the death of my best dog. - To the Free Riders group of Alcoholics Anonymous, I love yall.
Are these extravagant promises? We think not. They are being fulfilled among us -- sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. They will always materialize if we work for them.
May God bless you and keep you -- until then.