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Anatomy or History of an Event.
A few months ago I posted this might be my craziest idea
p073.ezboard.com/fmethamp...2608.topic
and from that moment we were off and running. Basically, I thought that if a few select people could get together we could exchange some ideas, share some thoughts have a few laughs and relish each others company. Im happy to say that the realization exceeded the expectation far beyond anything I could have imagined.
The first responders jumped in quickly. Grumps volunteered to do a Priceline bid and niner stepped in to help her. The clincher was when I got a private email from Darrell telling me that he was really into it. I shared back and forth with Penelope and Grumps because I have known both of them personally for years, been to many meetings with them, and have the utmost respect and confidence in them both as recovering addicts and as good people.
As time went on the normal Im in, and Im out, types of posts became standard. I put out a few final pleas that, in some cases were successful and in some cases, unsuccessful.
I tried to create a workable agenda, schedule, venue and game plan. Not an easy task. Kinda like trying to Please all the people all the time. Impossible. I know that some of us are From the other side of the tracks and some of us are from both sides. I made the final reservations, took three days vacation, and went into Panic Mode. (Actually, I kinda like working with some stress)
Thursday: Just after lunch, I called cleanandserene and we agreed to meet at the Oakland airport to form a welcome committee for Suzie. (Forget Suzette) Right on schedule, she came down the escalator and I rushed to greet her and hug her. The three of us went to lunch and from then on, we were off and running. There was not a silent moment for the next four hours. The conversations were non-stop and I even got to say about eight or nine words.
Friday Morning, I went to the Alano club as scheduled, but not really knowing what to expect. I was greeted by a proper looking gentleman and lady. The man looked at me and queried, Sfj?
I said, Yes.
He said, Hello, Im Darrell.
OMG I thought. I am now in the presence of THE MAN, Mr. KCI himself.
We went into one of the meeting rooms and one by one, the others arrived, Doug, Penelope, Loraura, Scorpio, and eventually, Suzie. By the end of the hour, Penelope had finished her cell conversations and we headed across the street to the Italian Coffee Shop. (End of part one)
A few months ago I posted this might be my craziest idea
p073.ezboard.com/fmethamp...2608.topic
and from that moment we were off and running. Basically, I thought that if a few select people could get together we could exchange some ideas, share some thoughts have a few laughs and relish each others company. Im happy to say that the realization exceeded the expectation far beyond anything I could have imagined.
The first responders jumped in quickly. Grumps volunteered to do a Priceline bid and niner stepped in to help her. The clincher was when I got a private email from Darrell telling me that he was really into it. I shared back and forth with Penelope and Grumps because I have known both of them personally for years, been to many meetings with them, and have the utmost respect and confidence in them both as recovering addicts and as good people.
As time went on the normal Im in, and Im out, types of posts became standard. I put out a few final pleas that, in some cases were successful and in some cases, unsuccessful.
I tried to create a workable agenda, schedule, venue and game plan. Not an easy task. Kinda like trying to Please all the people all the time. Impossible. I know that some of us are From the other side of the tracks and some of us are from both sides. I made the final reservations, took three days vacation, and went into Panic Mode. (Actually, I kinda like working with some stress)
Thursday: Just after lunch, I called cleanandserene and we agreed to meet at the Oakland airport to form a welcome committee for Suzie. (Forget Suzette) Right on schedule, she came down the escalator and I rushed to greet her and hug her. The three of us went to lunch and from then on, we were off and running. There was not a silent moment for the next four hours. The conversations were non-stop and I even got to say about eight or nine words.
Friday Morning, I went to the Alano club as scheduled, but not really knowing what to expect. I was greeted by a proper looking gentleman and lady. The man looked at me and queried, Sfj?
I said, Yes.
He said, Hello, Im Darrell.
OMG I thought. I am now in the presence of THE MAN, Mr. KCI himself.
We went into one of the meeting rooms and one by one, the others arrived, Doug, Penelope, Loraura, Scorpio, and eventually, Suzie. By the end of the hour, Penelope had finished her cell conversations and we headed across the street to the Italian Coffee Shop. (End of part one)
