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August 2012: Mary Poppins Returns

A woman goes back to thank the biker who showed her a new way of life

As unlikely as it may seem, my first introduction to AA was at a meeting of bikers. I say it was unlikely because I am a 5 foot 2, 125-pound red-haired woman who looks about as dangerous as Mary Poppins. I was 18 years old, living in my first apartment in the small coastal town of Hoquiam, Wash., and I had struck up an acquaintanceship with a 20-something man who rode a motorcycle and lived in the apartment house behind mine. I will call him Gary. One day, when I saw my neighbor starting up his bike, I began chatting with him. He asked if I wanted to take a ride with him out to Westport,... Login to read more
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