Called me by my name—smiled always.

It was there for me rain or snow, up or down days. It was all I knew at times. Somebody always cared, helped, or steered me in the direct direction. Mentally they would put you on the right track. Emotionally someone would let you cry on their shoulder. I was a drunk and people would still help—bless them. Called me by my name—smiled always. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. All it takes is walking in and asking for help. Thank you and God Bless everybody through the years that helped.