In The Seventies I Was So Scared

My Stay In Camp Betty Was The Longest I'd Been Without Drink Or Drugs In My Adult Life. [...] At First, They Put Me In A Room With A Guy Who Owned A Bowling Alley, But He Snored Like An Asthmatic Horse, So I Moved And Ended Up With A Depressive Mortician. [...] The Mortician Snored Even Louder Than The Bowling Alley Guy - He Was Like A Moose With A Tracheotomy.

Drugs And Alcohol Were Ruling My Life. I Made A Lot Of Bad Decisions While I Was Drinking Alcohol. The First Thing I Stopped Was Cigarettes And Tobacco.

I Can't Change The Past, But I Can Try To Make A Better Future For Me.

I Am A Raging Alcoholic, But I Don't Want My Kids To Do The Same.

I Don't Know If I'm A Medium For Some Outside Source. Whatever It Is, Frankly, I Hope It's Not What I Think … Satan.