Taking stock tells me I am still sober after 24 years, pretty fit, feel like my vocation is on the right track and I have got back to church each Saturday. And about once a month at St. Patrick’s I am up at the marble stepped podium reading a passage from the Prophet Isaiah. There’s a lot of wreckage of what is my life but all I can do is try to make amends live one day at a time and try to do the next right thing. 62.9 is not so bad after all and for the first time in my life I have people that are my friends and most important someone that loves me.
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