Pasadena, 1946. A smashed car, a hit-and-run, and a jail cell. Norm A. describes himself as a thief by trade and an alcoholic by absorption, a "general manager of the universe" who spent years driving Cadillacs and building castles in the air to impress people he didn't like
. He recalls the "invisible line" where drinking became a compulsive search for an answer in a quart of whiskey, leading to a life of "rim driving" on flat tires and sliding under pay-toilet doors. He details the wreckage of a marriage to a red-headed Irish woman and the slow grind of a disease that strips away self-respect.
After years of "mental gymnastics," Norm found his equalizer in the rooms. He warns the new arrival that sobriety is a game of seconds and inches, and that the only way to survive the rotten jungle is to stop the act, lay it all down, and rely on a Higher Power and the experts in the business.
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