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Grapevine : February 2011
I am sitting in the airport wait- ing for a delayed flight out of San Francisco. Four years ago I came to the city by the bay with a notebook full of drunken musings and a head full of my best ideas, which included becoming an artist of some sort who could drink all day like my heroes at the time, Charles Bukowski and Jack Kerouac. I was leaving behind a wor- ried family, a nearly ruined education, a police record and a couple of venge- ful thugs who would have hurt me if they could. I have been sober now for two years and change. Going home to stay (I never stopped calling Philadelphia Artist interrupted A promising career is snuffed out by alcoholism OUR PERSONAL STORIES ILLUSTRATION BY LACEY L. 40 February 2011