Thank you, Phil, for the beautiful story of William Wilson. I don't know why, maybe because it shows a man's commitment to the betterment of his fellow brothers and sisters, but I find it comforting to read that he always kept his own anonymity, choosing to avoid becoming a celebrity and thereby making the mission about himself.
I took it as no coincidence that credit for my sobriety could be attributed to these 2 dear old men, their contemporaries & thereafter. Alcoholics Anonymous indeed does hold its life to attraction & the power of sustaining itself simply on the truth of one Alky helping another. It comes down to the most basic of human need that of admitting we need each other. One of the things that makes addiction rife is that we feel we have to survive on our own merit. It's simply not true & why anonymity comes into its own. We don't survive on bolstered egos. We owe our sobriety to each other & why one old~timer in my meetings refers to his youngers 'Hello Sponsor!' A term of endearment that makes me feel true, humble & grateful pride. He himself kept me sober one night when I was in great need & really thought I was going to succomb. He held my hand whilst I was in tears during a meeting & thanked me for being his sponsor. That reached in & touched me somewhere I can't explain yet am coming to know through what I'm learning in AA. I've had miracle upon miracle as I've grown & changed & I love tracing back to the beginnings of this beautiful fellowship. I enjoy my heritage yet know it can only be mine by passing it on. This is my protection. Thanks for the reminder, Phil.
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