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Ann, thank you for this essay. I love your frank and candid honesty in all of your writings. Especially this one.

Dare I say….? Cheers!

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such good writing

so skillfully engaging

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Nov 7, 2022Liked by Ann Landi

I had forgotten about Mateus wine from my college days. I love the blunt honesty of your writing and the cost of alcoholism which my father had as well. My parents divorced when I was four and he left my mother to raise 4 boys by herself. I never knew him, but I realize it is a disease and a difficult addiction to overcome. Thanks for the share since it is very real to me.

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Nov 7, 2022Liked by Ann Landi

As always, great writing about a difficult subject. I have had relationships with two wonderful peeps with drinking problems and didn’t realize it at first because similarly, neither one was a mean drunk. It’s difficult all around and in the end, up to them to stop the addiction. Sigh

One of them many years after quitting and then taking it up again, died of a fall

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A beautiful, human story. Forgiveness all around.

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Nov 6, 2022Liked by Ann Landi

Ann, Your parents , like mine, enjoyed the socially condoned custom of cocktails. I loved seeing the photos of them . How admirable really the way your Dad "recovered". Funny thing, I asked my Mom that same question once, she replied with irritation: "Of course not", which did surprised me.

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Nov 6, 2022Liked by Ann Landi

Please forgive yourself Ann. You could not have prevented nor stopped his drinking. It has to be self motivated to work.

Bascha Mon

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Nov 6, 2022Liked by Ann Landi

Honest and loving. Beautifully written. I love getting these every Sunday afternoon 🥰

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Nov 6, 2022Liked by Ann Landi

As the child of two alcoholics it was many years before the label became easy to me. And if you drink after 5 pm you aren't an alcoholic...before that hour it was just what everyone did in that time. Martinis for lunch...a cocktail before dinner. My dad finally faced it. My mother never did. Different brain chemistry and different life experiences. I still miss them so much...just not that part. Thanks for your kind hearted "rendition" of their life. There wasn't anything more that you could have done.

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