Memorial Potluck...

A friend of mine, and a friend to many, passed away less than a week ago. I had known him since 2002 I think. He was a member of the local Alano Club. He was a very nice man. But he just couldn't stay sober. He would get a week or two sober then start drinking again. He really didn't want to stop and suffered from severe depression. The thing I liked about him, is that he would not hide the fact he was drinking from anyone. During the past several months, he was more into maintenance drinking, so he could still visit the Alano Club. All, and probably the only friends he had were Club members. He had moved here following a divorce from another state, and lived in his small truck for a very long time. Over the past two or three month, he began to swell up. His liver became quite large, and his body was retaining fluids, and his legs were showing dependent edema. Over two weeks ago I was thinking that I handn't seen him for a few days. Some of the people from the Alano Club were watching him. They told me his legs had become so swollen, that he could not bend them enough to get him into a car or truck. Tonight at the Alano Club, we are having a dinner potluck to remember him. Most alcoholics would have been hiding in the closet, not wanting anyone to outright know that they were drinking. This man gave me a lesson in denial in action.




Those who cannot find sobriety here on Earth, will find it in Heaven. I am grateful too have known him...