The most important day in my life was April 7, 1983 when I first joined Alcoholics Anonymous. In 1972 when I was 17 years old, I had just finished high school, and at that time I was also one of the best basketball players in Santa Ana, my hometown in El Salvador. This is when my social drinking began. Some of my friends would suggest that we go for a beer or hard liquor, and I went along with them even though I did not like the taste and smell of Alcohol. At that time, I didnít have the courage to say no, and the alcohol made me feel good, secure, and bold. At the same time, I had enrolled in a medical program at San Carlos University in Guatemala. However, I didnít feel good about the program, so I decided to try Economic Science and Business Administration. Unfortunately, I never finished the program because my problem with alcohol had become too serious. I soon realized that I needed help. It was April 7, 1983 when I went to an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting for the first time. Alcoholics Anonymous was the last resource left for me. My sister had done everything possible to help me control my alcohol problem. I felt frustrated, I was in a deep depression, I was terribly lonely, and I felt guilty. My life was not making any sense to me. I made a few suicide attempts taking pills and even poison. Somehow I survived, but it was painful. During the first 7 years of following the A.A. Program, my abstinence from alcohol made me feel restless, unhappy and dissatisfied. Every day I would pray the Serenity Prayer over and over again. I managed to continue with the program, which emphasized recovery, unity, and service to others. I learned I was not alone, I had a place to go, and I started to feel useful. Today, thanks to God, my family, and the members the A.A. community, Iíve completed 27 years of sobriety and I still practice the program.