Tuesday, July 18, 2006
First Drink
I have often wondered if my dad would have still given me that first drink knowing now the pain it has caused. I remember that drink because I knew that is was wrong. I watched him drunk all the time and I didn't want to be like that. I ended up taking the drink from him and passed out just like him. I woke up thirty two years later shaking drunk and looking in the mirror, I had become my dad.
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