I was giving a little impromptu tour of town to a business client back in the 80s. He was from Brazil, BTW. In driving across town, I drove within a block of where I lived but did not note that to the visitor. He remarked we were driving thru an area he thought was pretty slummy for America.
Never looked at my neighborhood that way till then. Single family homes and 1 story apartment buildings. Streets were all asphalt with no side walks, curbs or gutters though. My take prior to that was it wasn't that bad, compared to B-------k Island (where I went to party pre-12 Steppers). I suppose it's all relative.
As for crime, well, I heard sirens every night, but they never stopped on my block.
And that place to live was fucking heaven compared to the motel I lived in for 15 months when I did finally get going with 12 Steppers.
I looked at the motel experience perhaps as penance and a continuing reminder of hitting bottom. And my job was going to relocate at some point to a different facility and I didn't want to move till that happened. The motel had the advantage of being within walking distance of work, and I was having some licensing issues . . .
Damn, it's a relief to not be living like that anymore. Why the fuck is sobriety such a hard sell sometimes ???
We don't make newcomers eat dead spider sandwiches, but Jesus, they whine as much as if we did . . .
Never looked at my neighborhood that way till then. Single family homes and 1 story apartment buildings. Streets were all asphalt with no side walks, curbs or gutters though. My take prior to that was it wasn't that bad, compared to B-------k Island (where I went to party pre-12 Steppers). I suppose it's all relative.
As for crime, well, I heard sirens every night, but they never stopped on my block.
And that place to live was fucking heaven compared to the motel I lived in for 15 months when I did finally get going with 12 Steppers.
I looked at the motel experience perhaps as penance and a continuing reminder of hitting bottom. And my job was going to relocate at some point to a different facility and I didn't want to move till that happened. The motel had the advantage of being within walking distance of work, and I was having some licensing issues . . .
Damn, it's a relief to not be living like that anymore. Why the fuck is sobriety such a hard sell sometimes ???
We don't make newcomers eat dead spider sandwiches, but Jesus, they whine as much as if we did . . .
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