Alcoholics Anonymous 1 by James Krendel-Clark “ S o one night I got on my knees and said, ‘God, change me or let me die.’” -Alcoholics Anonymous “big blue book” A fter a course of dainty dazes in the donkey houses of the Sherbertshire enclave , Outwardly I was a young woman, I carried out his instructions: the more I drank, the harder I fought to stay sober. (this was in 1935 and I was new to AA) so I had a couple of cognacs to celebrate my wife and baby are with relatives I attended at least one meeting emptied ashtrays, washed coffee pots I’ve gained understanding of God I’ve spent a week at a psych ward I am in conscious contact with God And he loves me, my life is honest I was beyond frustration at this point I am a surgeon. I had taken a heavy overcoat off my shoulders. I didn’t care what I did with the scalpel so I had a coupling of cognacs to celebrate my wifey and babysitter are with relativities I attended at le...