My father died sober, my mother died desperate for another drink. At any time they could have walked into a AA meeting, and turned their life around. They did not. Christine drowned on her first sober birthday. That these evil words appear in her biography, and utterly ruin the story of her success, is criminal. There is no courage in the world that can change these words. I am powerless over them. They, and this book, will exist – forever.
John Presco
Rosamond Press 
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