A mountain in Los Mochos, Mexico, 1974. Earl H. wakes up with a fractured skull and a broken back, watching his parents and little sister bleed to death in the wreckage of a plane crash. He is left for dead by scavengers, a moment that cements his hatred for a world and a Higher Power that would spare a "lying, cheating, thieving, dope fiend" while taking the innocent.
Earl describes a life spent "opening the paintbox" of drugs and alcohol to kill a lifelong, suffocating fear. From a childhood spent in a "Lord of the Flies" boarding school to a cycle of mental institutions and a brush with malignant cancer, he treats booze as the great equalizer—the only reliable stabilizer. After years of using tragedy as a shield to manipulate others for another drink, he hits a wall of total isolation. He arrives at AA not for sobriety, but to chase a woman, sitting in the back with the meanest look he can muster, only to be broken by the dignity of a skid row bum who lived without wreckage.
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