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On December 31, 1988, my life was at a crossroads. While not physiologically addicted, I was not comfortable with my alcohol consumption. It was 34 years & 238 days into my life. At a few minutes after midnight, I finished the last beer.
Today is August 27, 2023. I am 69 years & 113 days old. It is, approximately, 34 years & 238 days since I finished that last beer.
I made a promise to not be a preachy jerk. For the most part, I have kept this promise. In a perfect life, I would have learned moderation, and social skills. I could enjoy drinking with friends. Unfortunately, this was not part of the plan. While I do not have a perfect life, I have a life. If I did not quit drinking, I probably would not. Pictures today are from The Library of Congress.
Chamblee54 
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