Showing posts with label alcoholics anonymous. Show all posts
Showing posts with label alcoholics anonymous. Show all posts

Sunday, March 18, 2012

March 18, 2012 - 22 YEARS OF SOBRIETY!!

Hi. My name is Bill and I am an alcoholic.


Today is a very important day for me because it is the anniversary of my 22nd year of sobriety. Yes, it is a mind-boggling 22 years without a drop of alcohol entering my body. As I reflect on the events of the past 22 years it is apparent to me that much has changed in me, hopefully, almost all of it for the better.


I believe the most important change has been my ability to live my life by one of the fundamental teachings of Alcoholics Anonymous, that is, "One Day At A Time."


This concept was totally foreign to me prior to March 18, 1990. Now, on reflection, it was the major thing that saved me during that first tumultuous and frightening year when it seemed that my world was crashing down around me. People who I thought were my friends were calling for my resignation, my young grandsons were being approached by aggressive reporters and my home in Bartow was being picketed by the Ku Klux Klan.


I think I survived, especially during that first terrible year, because I came to believe that my Higher Power, whom I choose to call God, would not deal me more than I could handle on any one day.

I also began to make my way through the AA program by attending meetings and by working the suggested 12 Steps Of Recovery, which are:


1. We admitted we were powerless over alcohol - that our lives had become unmanageable.


2. Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.


3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God, as we understood Him.


4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.


5. Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.


6. Were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character.


7. Humbly asked Him to remove our shortcomings.


8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all.


9. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.


10. Continued to take personal inventory and when we were wrong promptly admitted it.


11. Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with God as we understood Him, praying only for knowledge of His will for us and the power to carry that out.


12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to other alcoholics, and to practice these principles in all of our affairs.

As I have written before, at my retirement party in Bartow, FL, in January 1995, I made reference to the role of Alcoholics Anonymous in my recovery by reading the following from the book called "Twenty-Four Hours A Day" ...

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YESTERDAY, TOMORROW, AND TODAY


“There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept from fear and apprehension. One of these days is yesterday, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot undo a single act we performed. We cannot erase a single word we said. Yesterday is gone beyond recall."


"The other day we should not worry about is tomorrow, with its possible adversities, its burdens, its large promise, and perhaps its poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control. Tomorrow's sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise. Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is as yet unborn."


"This leaves only one day - today. Any one can fight the battles of just one day. It is only when you and I add the burden of those two awful eternity's, yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down. It is not the experience of today that drives us mad. It is the remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday or the dread of what tomorrow may bring. Let us therefore do our best to live but one day at a time.” Twenty-Four Hours a Day, July 29, 30, and 31

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Yes, this is how I have attempted to live my life for the past 8,030 days.


I deeply regret that 7 dear friends: David Patterson; Ray Coker; Marvin Mounts; Tom Macdonald; Randy Bentley; Gilbert Goshorn; and, Jack Davis, who were each with me at the beginning of my first steps toward recovery, are no longer able to share with me the wonderment of these 8,030 days lived One Day At A Time. I miss you guys, I really do.

I also must add that none of this time in recovery would have been possible without the dedicated staff at Hanley/Hazelden Center in West Palm Beach, FL, and the continued support of my family, Ginger Flowers of Atlanta, GA, Danny Keith and so many of you loyal and faithful readers. Thank you so very much.


To my NYC AA buddies, and you know who you are, thank you for allowing me to stand beside you during these difficult and trying times. Together we will continue to survive, in sobriety. Seeya at the 12:30pm Beginners Meeting on Monday, as usual.


In closing - not to preach - but aren’t The 12 Steps and One Day At A Time, in and of themselves, pretty good guidelines for living a meaningful and manageable life?


I report - you decide.


Bill

PS: My loyal and faithful readers, please feel free to pass this on to anyone of your choosing.

ALEX-208

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

What Went Down With STONE AND STONE??

You know ... it is fun and also interesting for me to record the often mundane things and stuff that routinely happen in Billi Pod’s daily life in The Big Apple, The Greatest City In the World. I have tried to be honest and forthcoming about what goes on ... the good ... the bad ... the interesting ... the boring ... the WTF ... the bland ... the “senior moments” ...the “I can’t believe that just happened” ... etc etc etc stuff.


What Billi Pod Blogs does is to provide a record for me, something I often refer back to, even as far back as 2008, when this blog was created. And, of course, it provides enlightenment to you loyal and faithful readers who reside out there in the hinterlands.


Why am I writing about this now? Well, this is an intro into what went down last night regarding my scheduled entertainment event STONE AND STONE, the twin brother’s performance at The People’s Improv Theater. So ... let’s begin ...


I had never been to this venue before. I got there at around 7:40pm and the lobby/bar area was already jammed with mostly the cool 20s-30s crowd. Checked in at the box office and got my ticket, which was just a small piece of paper. I just happened to notice that the regular ticket price was $10.00. They told me that we would be let into the theater no earlier than 7:55.


Made my way to a space as close to the entrance as I could get and started texting to pass the time. Then ... I heard a voice that said ... “Oh My God! Is that you Bill?” I turned around and there was one of my best AA buds that I hadn’t seen in over a year. I will give him the name of “Bob” but that isn’t his real name - you understand.


OMFG!! I had really missed seeing Bob at the meetings I attend over on The Eastside. We hugged and began immediately talking as best we could over the ever increasing noise. I learned that his job was now downtown and that was why we no longer went to the same meetings.


It was really getting more crowded ... uncomfortably so, in fact. This was his first visit to this venue too. Bob said he was really charged about seeing STONE AND STONE ... and I told him that I was too.


At 7:55 the double doors opened and the teeming masses, including us, made our way to the theater entrance, down some steep stairs and into the rather cramped performance space. There was no ticket-taker (odd, thought I). We scored two seats in the front row, dead center. The space quickly filled and soon there was standing room only.


Bob and I kept talking. Then it was show time. A guy came out and made the usual pre-show speech, including reference to the fact that since this was a “free” show, they would pass around a jar for any contributions we wished to make.

Bob and I exchanged puzzled looks ... then a troupe of 8 young performers took the stage and I remember thinking that this was obviously the opening act for STONE AND STONE. I would guess they did about 8 short sketches and each one was funny and very well performed. Hummmmmmmmm ... they performed longer than I thought an opening act would ... but ... then they left the stage;


It was time for STONE AND STONE ... BUT ... we could see another troupe getting ready to come on stage. WTF?


Bob and I exchanged puzzled looks and I saw him turn to the young guy seated next to him and they exchanged words and then Bob turned to me and said ...


“Man, we have f**ked up big time. We are in the wrong f**king place. STONE AND STONE are in the space above us.”


And just then the second troupe took the stage and since we were directly in front of them in the first row we just couldn’t get up and leave. Also, we had no way of knowing whether they would let us into the other space.


Oh well ... we exchanged rather bemused smiles and settled back in to try to enjoy the rest of the show, which, in all honesty, was also quite good, funny and extremely well performed.


As we were leaving the theater I mentioned to the box office manager what had happened to us and he looked at me and said ... “well, sir, I personally warned everyone over the PA that we had two shows going on at the same time and to be sure you were at the right one.” Obviously, Bob and I had missed that announcement. Oh well ... we both laughed, exchanged contact info, said it was great seeing one another and split.


I will make every effort to see STONE AND STONE in their March performance ... they only perform once a month at this venue.


The evening wasn’t a bust because I got the opportunity to reconnect with Bob and to see two very talented Improv groups.


OK ... to the few of you loyal and faithful readers who are still with me ... let me move on to tonight’s entertainment event ... which is ...

6:00pm==>WAGNER’S GOTTERDAMMERUNG (“Twilight of the Gods”) @ Metropolitan Opera House @ Lincoln Center. (Opera - full price expensive ticket)


This is the final part of Wagner’s “Ring Series.” Yep ... it starts at 6:00pm, has 2 long intermissions (to allow everyone the “opportunity” to have mega-expensive dinner(s) with mega-overpriced wine) and gets out at 11:30pm ... gasp.


As I had posted earlier, I have seen The Ring Series: Das Rheingold; Die Walkure; Siegfried; and Gotterdammerung twice and had no interest in seeing it for the third time but, for whatever reason, I opted to buy a very expensive orchestra seat ticket for this performance.


I like classical music at lot, as you know, but I have never been a fan of opera, but ... and a huge but ... I like the music from opera, without the usual overweight and often age-inappropriate performers. In other words Billi Pod likes “Opera Without Words,” especially all of Wagner’s works ... so ...


Billi Pod will make sure his iPhone is charged, that his charger is in the backpack, along with some protein snack-bars and that he has a cup of extra-strong coffee just before leaving PHC at 5:00pm.


At least when I finally get back to PHC the results of the Republican primary election in Florida will be in and, hopefully, Newt will be history.

Let me close with a HAPPY BIRTHDAY shout-out to my fraternity brother and long-time friend BOB KENT aka BK, who lives in Jacksonville, FL.


GO YANKEES AND GO GATORS AND GO BIG BLUE!!


Billi Pod

“Don’t pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he’ll just kill you.”

ALEX-161

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

My March 18th AA Birthday Posting

Good morning my loyal and faithful readers.


I was stunned on Monday, March 28th, when I received the following email --

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Hi Bill,


Congratulations on your recent 21-year recovery anniversary—that is an amazing accomplishment! My name is Sarah Ikenberry and I am part of the Recovery Month team.


I have been reading your blog and wanted to introduce myself. I appreciate the insights that you provide to others in recovery based on your own experience. I specifically enjoyed your recent post in which you reflected on the past 21 years of your life in recovery. I’m happy to hear that your recovery has made such a positive impact in your life and that you’ve received support through your involvement with AA.


Sharing these types of insights not only help yourself, but also others who are in recovery. I encourage you to share your story on the Recovery Month website.


Every September the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services' Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA) celebrates National Recovery Month (Recovery Month).


Recovery Month recognizes and lauds the gains made by individuals in recovery from substance use disorders and mental health problems. It also recognizes the efforts of treatment providers and families who support those in recovery.


You can find out more about us, the resources that we provide, as well as recovery events and news on our website, RecoveryMonth.gov. I also welcome you to follow us on Twitter, Facebook, and YouTube.


Thanks again for sharing your experiences and helping others. I look forward to keeping up with your blog.


Kind Regards,

Sarah

Sarah Ikenberry | Public Health Advisor | SAMHSA

1 Choke Cherry Rd., Room 2-1059 | Rockville, MD 20857

Tel and Fax | 240.276.2704

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I had no idea who this woman was or even the existence of the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services' Substance Abuse and Mental Health Services Administration (SAMHSA).


And, she had “found” me by reading my blog - WOW!!


Did a bit of online research to verify that this was indeed a legitimate website and government agency and then emailed her back that I would be honored to contribute my March 18th blog entry to their program.


I had to fax them a release form, which I did, and then I submitted the March 18th posting, in its entirety, to their website.


I got the following email back --

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Thank you for your participation in Recovery Month!


We received your recovery story and Hold Harmless form and have posted your story to our website. You can view it here: http://www.recoverymonth.gov/Voices-for-Recovery/Stories.aspx


*Note: We had to delete references to specific names mentioned in your story.


Recovery Month

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So, my loyal and faithful readers, to view my posting go to


http://www.recoverymonth.gov/Voices-for-Recovery/Stories.aspx


and then click on my name to see the complete posting.


I just wanted to share this awe-inspiring event with you.


Bill

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Friday Was An Awesome Day For Billi Pod.

OMG my loyal and faithful readers! What a super-awesome Friday it was for Billi Pod==>Terrific weather, his 21st AA birthday, a great AA meeting, two blog postings, and then a mind-blowing entertainment event.


Yes, THE BOOK OF MORMON earns an A++. It is funny and smart and vulgar and offensive and beautifully put together. All the things I like.


This is no joke==>I was seated among a group of about ten 50s males and females, who identified themselves as “ex-Mormons.” They found the show to be roaringly funny.


Folks, this is gonna be a mega-hit so if you are in the NYC area you better get your tickets now because once it officially opens it will be a hot-ticket show, without a doubt.


I have to say that this theater season is about 200% better than last year and I have been so lucky to have seen, so far, what I believe will be 3 of the season’s blockbusters==>HOW TO SUCCEED; PRISCILLA; and, MORMON. And, I still have CATCH ME IF YOU CAN on my schedule for March 29th.

Today is yet another Billi Pod doubleheader --


2:00==>THE MOTHERF**KER WITH THE HAT - “This razor-tongued verbal cage-match about unadulterated love and uncontrolled adultery stars Chris Rock, making his Broadway debut.” (Broadway - discounted TDF ticket).


This show has a limited 15-week run and so far the advance buzz has been mixed.


I have a gut feeling that it will be in the "love it or hate" it category.


Then tonight is --


8:00==>THREE MEN ON A HORSE - “When hen-pecked greeting-card writer Erwin’s extraordinary talent for predicting the winners of horse races is discovered by a pack of gamblers, he suddenly finds himself in deep horses**t.” (Off-Broadway - discounted TDF ticket).


This is playing at a theater on my block and is in early previews.


Again, my loyal and faithful readers, I want to say THANK YOU to everyone out there who took the time to email, post, text me regarding my AA birthday. You have no idea how much it meant to me.


I do want to briefly respond to an inquiry about why I don’t write about my AA activities. It is very simple folks and basic ... AA stands for Alcoholics ANONYMOUS ... and what happens at meetings and stuff stays within the 4 walls of the meeting room. I will report to you that I usually attend 2 12:30pm meetings a week at the Citicorp Building on the Eastside, alternating Monday and Wednesday with Tuesday and Thursday. ‘Nuff said.


GO GATORS AND GO YANKEES!!


Billi Pod

“Don’t pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he’ll just kill you.”

Friday, March 18, 2011

Friday in The Big Apple.

Good afternoon all of you loyal and faithful readers. It is a beautiful afternoon in The Big Apple, The Greatest City In The World.


Thanks so much for the emails, texts and postings in response to my earlier AA birthday posting. They all meant so very much to me. Thank you!!


I just got back from my AA meeting over on the Eastside. On my AA birthday I always try to attend what is known as a Beginner’s Meeting, which is geared toward people who are just starting down their own road to recovery. I think it is important for me to be reminded of how difficult those early days of sobriety can be, to insure that I do not become complacent in my own program of recovery. This meeting did just that.


Now on to other things and stuff, like my report card on last night’s MARIE AND BRUCE==>C<==Had no clue about what was happening on stage. I just didn’t get it, nor did the people seated around me. A major disappointment for Billi Pod. It was 1:45 without intermission.


But, in the name of fair and unbiased reporting I have to reveal that Billi Pod was a whore again. What do I mean you are no doubt breathlessly asking? Well, the playwright, Wallace Shawn, was seated 3 rows in front of me. When the show was over he was right next to me as we were leaving the theater. We made eye-contact and I said ... “nice work, I really enjoyed it” ... and he nodded and broadly smiled. Yes, Billi Pod was a whore and he admits it.


Tonight is a major entertainment event -


8:00==>THE BOOK OF MORMON - “Two mismatched young Mormon missionaries are sent off to spread the word in a dangerous part of Uganda." (Broadway - discounted ticket).


This is from Trey Parker and Matt Stone, the creators of South Park. It is in previews and the advanced buzz has been very very favorable. Really looking forward to it.


Only 13 more days until the Yankees Opening Day game against The Tigers and Billi Pod can hardly wait.


GO GATORS AND GO YANKEES!!


Billi Pod

“Don’t pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he’ll just kill you.”

Thursday, March 17, 2011

March 18, 2011 - 21 YEARS OF SOBRIETY!!

Hi. My name is Bill and I am an alcoholic.


Today is a very important day for me because it is the anniversary of my 21st year of sobriety. Yes, it is a mind-boggling 21 years without a drop of alcohol entering my body. As I reflect on the events of the past 21 years it is apparent to me that much has changed in me, hopefully, almost all of it for the better.


I believe the most important change has been my ability to live my life by one of the fundamental teachings of Alcoholics Anonymous, that is, "One Day At A Time."


This concept was totally foreign to me prior to March 18, 1990. Now, on reflection, it was the major thing that saved me during that first tumultuous and frightening year when it seemed that my world was crashing down around me. People who I thought were my friends were calling for my resignation, my young grandsons were being approached by aggressive reporters and my home in Bartow was being picketed by the Ku Klux Klan.


I think I survived, especially during that first terrible year, because I came to believe that my Higher Power, whom I choose to call God, would not deal me more than I could handle on any one day.

I also began to make my way through the AA program by attending meetings and by working the suggested 12 Steps Of Recovery, which are:


1. We admitted we were powerless over alcohol - that our lives had become unmanageable.


2. Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.


3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God, as we understood Him.


4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.


5. Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.


6. Were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character.


7. Humbly asked Him to remove our shortcomings.


8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed, and became willing to make amends to them all.


9. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.


10. Continued to take personal inventory and when we were wrong promptly admitted it.


11. Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with God as we understood Him, praying only for knowledge of His will for us and the power to carry that out.


12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to other alcoholics, and to practice these principles in all of our affairs.


As I have written before, at my retirement party in Bartow, FL, in January 1995, I made reference to the role of Alcoholics Anonymous in my recovery by reading the following from the book called "Twenty-Four Hours A Day" --

*********************

YESTERDAY, TOMORROW, AND TODAY


“There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept from fear and apprehension. One of these days is yesterday, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot undo a single act we performed. We cannot erase a single word we said. Yesterday is gone beyond recall.


The other day we should not worry about is tomorrow, with its possible adversities, its burdens, its large promise, and perhaps its poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control. Tomorrow's sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise. Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is as yet unborn.


This leaves only one day - today. Any one can fight the battles of just one day. It is only when you and I add the burden of those two awful eternity's, yesterday and tomorrow, that we break down. It is not the experience of today that drives us mad. It is the remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday or the dread of what tomorrow may bring. Let us therefore do our best to live but one day at a time.” Twenty-Four Hours a Day, July 29, 30, and 31

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Yes, this is how I have attempted to live my life for the past 7,635 days.


I deeply regret that 5 dear friends: David Patterson; Ray Coker; Marvin Mounts; Tom Macdonald; and, Randy Bentley, who were each with me at the beginning of my first steps toward recovery, are no longer able to share with me the wonderment of these 7,635 days lived One Day At A Time. I miss you guys, I really do.


I also must add that none of this time in recovery would have been possible without the dedicated staff at Hanley/Hazelden Center in West Palm Beach and the continued support of my family, Ginger Flowers of Atlanta, GA, and so many of you loyal and faithful readers. Thank you so very much.


To my NYC AA buddies, and you know who you are, thank you for allowing me to stand beside you during these difficult and trying times. Together we will continue to survive, in sobriety. Seeya at the 12:30pm Beginners Meeting.


In closing - not to preach - but aren’t The 12 Steps and One Day At A Time, in and of themselves, pretty good guidelines for living a meaningful and manageable life?


I report - you decide.


Bill


PS: My loyal and faithful readers, please feel free to pass this on to anyone of your choosing.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Billi Pod’s March 2010 Entertainment Stats

Good morning my loyal and faithful readers. Yes, I know it has been a while since I have posted on this blog. I have a list of excuses but they really don’t matter, do they? Bottom-line -- Billi Pod is still doing well in The Greatest City in the World. I feel fine and am slowly winning the health issues and totally returning to Billi Pod’s usual frenetic Big Apple lifestyle. Plan to post a detailed health update a bit later.


What I want to share with you today are my stats for the month of March 2010. In checking my daily log (log, not diary - real guys don’t keep diaries) I find that during the month I attended/saw/did the following:


5 Broadway shows (Present Laughter; A Behanding in Spokane; Lend Me A Tenor; A Little Night Music; and Red); 15 Off Broadway shows; 1 rock music concert (A Tribute to The Who); 4 classical music concerts; and, 2 movies (City Island and She’s Out Of My League).


I celebrated my 20th AA birthday and 20 years of sobriety on March 18th.


I was out of the City for 3 nights to be in Bartow, FL, for the 58th Class Reunion of the Summerlin Institute Class of 1952. Was able to spend face-time with student/bartender/manager Scott Reed (who was named General Manager of the Lower East Side hotspot Los Feliz), his father Stan the Man, and Justin Allen Pifer and Benjamin Sears.


On the health issue(s): had 7 physical therapy sessions, 4 doctor appointments, and had to cancel the cataract surgery that was scheduled for March 30, dammit to Hell. Oh well ...


The weather for a good part of the month basically sucked and there was a lot, and I mean a lot, of rainy, ugly, nasty, cold days/nights. Despite the weather, there were only 3 days/nights where Billi Pod stayed in apartment PHC without attending some entertainment event. I think that is pretty awesome in and of itself, don’t you?


Oh, I posted almost daily on my Facebook Wall www.facebook.com/profile.php?ref=name&id=100000655659050


Anyway, I now want to share with you the bare bone stats for the first 3 months of 2010. Please take into account all of my health issues and the terrible weather in reviewing the following activities report:


13 Broadway shows; 42 Off Broadway shows; 1 rock music concert; 7 classical music concerts; 6 movies; and 20 years of sobriety. Health issues: Cataract surgery; torn right bicep tendon; Hepatitis B; 15 physical therapy sessions; and, 15 Doctor appointments. Out of town 3 nights and stay in 17 days/nights without some entertainment event.


And, to top all of this off - became a member of the Facebook community and got a new iPhone 3GS.


So there you have it those of you loyal and faithful readers who stayed with me until the end. I don’t want to brag, but all things considered - not bad for a soon-to-be 76 year old guy, is it? But, it is up to you to decide because ...


I only report - you decide


Oh, Thank God the baseball season is about to begin. Sunday the Yankees are opening the season in Boston against The Fucksox.


Go Yankees!!


Billi Pod

“Don't pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he'll just kill you.”

Sunday, March 21, 2010

March 21 - A Poem About Billi Pod

Hello my loyal and faithful readers. I want to thank all of you who took the time and made the effort to send me emails, texts, postings and snail mail in response to my 20th AA Birthday on March 18th, they were all so very special to me.


Now, I want to share with you something very special, at least special to me - a poem written by Ginger Flowers of Atlanta, GA, a former High School girlfriend and now Best Friend Forever (make that ... and Forever) entitled: “From Dorm Room to Penthouse in Ten Short Years,” or, “A Special Poem for Bill's 20th AA Anniversary.” The reference to “Dorm Room” is about the 4th floor walkup studio apartment on E. 53rd Street where I was living 10 years ago, before moving to E. 51st Street and then to 420 W. 42nd Street on June 1, 2009.


Anyway, here it is totally unedited and in the exact form as sent to me:

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“From Dorm Room to Penthouse in Ten Short Years

or

A Special Poem for Bill's 20th AA Anniversary”


He's at a theater or a concert most of his nights

Days are for museums and only-in-NY sights


Season tickets to this, season tickets to that

- and of course to the Yankees in that ubiquitous hat


He's comfortable on the subway; dislikes taking cabs

He's grateful for his doctors; he's sick of all the labs


Household necessities are within two blocks

(except for the subway station where he buys his socks)


He risks The Norris Travel Curse when he travels by air

But he'll leave The Big Apple for events special and rare


Like, to visit his family or check London theater's latest rave

Currently his dreaded birthdays are in Paris with friend Dave


Walking on water? That's so old hat!

Bill Norris can now walk on ice - how about that?


He compulsively lists what he's seen and done

Before sharing totals though, he omits one under "Fun"


Always leading with his pecker; he lets the chips fall where they may

- and they fell on number 20 this Very Special Day.

+++++++++++


What can I say except Thank You Honey!! I love you lots and lots and lots..


Go Gators!!


Billi Pod

“Don't pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he'll just kill you.”