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September 1939, Sudden expansion at Cleveland proves A.A. can grow to great size.
The Cleveland pioneers had proved three essential things: the value of personal sponsorship; the worth of the A.A. book in indoctrinating newcomers, and finally the tremendous fact that A.A., when the word really got around, could now soundly grow to great size.
The following comes from the book A.A. Comes of Age, pages 20-21-22
At this point the Cleveland Plain Dealer ran a series of pieces that ushered in a new period for Alcoholics Anonymous, the era of mass production of sobriety.
Elrick B. Davis, a feature writer of deep understanding, was the author of a series of articles that were printed in the middle of the Plain Dealer's editorial page, and these were accompanied every two or three days by red-hot blasts from the editors themselves. In effect the Plain Dealer was saying, "Alcoholics Anonymous is good, and it works. Come and get it."
The newspaper's switchboard was deluged. Day and night, the calls were relayed to Clarence and Dorothy and from them to memÂbers of their little group. Earlier in the year, through the good offices of Nurse Edna McD. and the Rev. Kitterer, Administrator of DeaconÂess Hospital, an A.A. entry was made into this institution. But this one hospital could not begin to cope with the situation that now conÂfronted Cleveland. For weeks and weeks A.A.'s ran about in desperÂate haste to make Twelfth Step calls on the swelling list of prospects. Great numbers of these had to be tossed into other Cleveland hosÂpitals such as Post Shaker, East Cleveland Clinic, and several more. How the bills were paid nobody ever quite knew.
Sparked by Clarence and Dorothy, clergymen and doctors began to give great help. Father Nagle and Sister Victorine at St. Vincent's Charity Hospital were meeting the new tide with love and under Âstanding, as was Sister Merced at St. John's. Dr. Dilworth Lupton, the noted Protestant clergyman, preached and wrote warmly about us. This fine gentleman had once tried to sober up Clarence, and when he saw A.A. do the job he was astonished. He published a pamphlet, widely used in Cleveland, entitled "Mr. X and Alcoholics Anonymous." "Mr. X" of course was Clarence.
It was soon evident that a scheme of personal sponsorship would have to be devised for the new people. Each prospect was assigned an older A.A., who visited him at his home or in the hospital, instructed him on A.A. principles, and conducted him to his first meeting. But in the face of many hundreds of pleas for help, the supply of elders could not possibly match the demand. Brand-new A.A.'s, sober only a month or even a week, had to sponsor alcoholics still drying up in the hospitals.
Homes were thrown open for meetings. The first Cleveland meetÂing started in June, 1939, at the home of Abby G. and his wife Grace. It was composed of Abby and about a dozen others who had been making the journey to Akron to meet at the Williams home. But Abby's group presently ran out of space. So one segment began to meet in the home of Cleveland's financier, Mr. T. E. Borton, at his generous invitation. Another part of the group found quarters in a hall in the Lakewood section of Cleveland and became known as the Orchard Grove Group. And still a third offshoot of Abby's meeting went under the name of the Lee Road Group.
These multiplying and bulging meetings continued to run short of home space, and they fanned out into small halls and church baseÂments. Luckily the A.A. book had come off the press six months beÂfore, and some pamphlets were also available. These were the guides and time-savers that probably kept the hectic situation from confusion and anarchy.
We old-timers in New York and Akron had regarded this fantastic phenomenon with deep misgivings. Had it not taken us four whole years, littered with countless failures, to produce even a hundred good recoveries? Yet there in Cleveland we saw about twenty members, not very experienced themselves, suddenly confronted by hundreds of newcomers as a result of the Plain Dealer articles. How could they possibly manage? We did not know.
But a year later we did know; for by then Cleveland had about thirty groups and several hundred members. Growing pains and group problems had been terrifying, but no amount of squabbling could dampen the mass demand for sobriety. Yes, Cleveland's results were of the best. Their results were in fact so good, and A.A.'s memÂbership elsewhere was so small, that many a Clevelander really thought A.A. had started there in the first place.
The Cleveland pioneers had proved three essential things: the value of personal sponsorship; the worth of the A.A. book in indoctrinating newcomers, and finally the tremendous fact that A.A., when the word really got around, could now soundly grow to great size
Reprinted with permission from A.A. World Services, Inc.
The Cleveland pioneers had proved three essential things: the value of personal sponsorship; the worth of the A.A. book in indoctrinating newcomers, and finally the tremendous fact that A.A., when the word really got around, could now soundly grow to great size.
The following comes from the book A.A. Comes of Age, pages 20-21-22
At this point the Cleveland Plain Dealer ran a series of pieces that ushered in a new period for Alcoholics Anonymous, the era of mass production of sobriety.
Elrick B. Davis, a feature writer of deep understanding, was the author of a series of articles that were printed in the middle of the Plain Dealer's editorial page, and these were accompanied every two or three days by red-hot blasts from the editors themselves. In effect the Plain Dealer was saying, "Alcoholics Anonymous is good, and it works. Come and get it."
The newspaper's switchboard was deluged. Day and night, the calls were relayed to Clarence and Dorothy and from them to memÂbers of their little group. Earlier in the year, through the good offices of Nurse Edna McD. and the Rev. Kitterer, Administrator of DeaconÂess Hospital, an A.A. entry was made into this institution. But this one hospital could not begin to cope with the situation that now conÂfronted Cleveland. For weeks and weeks A.A.'s ran about in desperÂate haste to make Twelfth Step calls on the swelling list of prospects. Great numbers of these had to be tossed into other Cleveland hosÂpitals such as Post Shaker, East Cleveland Clinic, and several more. How the bills were paid nobody ever quite knew.
Sparked by Clarence and Dorothy, clergymen and doctors began to give great help. Father Nagle and Sister Victorine at St. Vincent's Charity Hospital were meeting the new tide with love and under Âstanding, as was Sister Merced at St. John's. Dr. Dilworth Lupton, the noted Protestant clergyman, preached and wrote warmly about us. This fine gentleman had once tried to sober up Clarence, and when he saw A.A. do the job he was astonished. He published a pamphlet, widely used in Cleveland, entitled "Mr. X and Alcoholics Anonymous." "Mr. X" of course was Clarence.
It was soon evident that a scheme of personal sponsorship would have to be devised for the new people. Each prospect was assigned an older A.A., who visited him at his home or in the hospital, instructed him on A.A. principles, and conducted him to his first meeting. But in the face of many hundreds of pleas for help, the supply of elders could not possibly match the demand. Brand-new A.A.'s, sober only a month or even a week, had to sponsor alcoholics still drying up in the hospitals.
Homes were thrown open for meetings. The first Cleveland meetÂing started in June, 1939, at the home of Abby G. and his wife Grace. It was composed of Abby and about a dozen others who had been making the journey to Akron to meet at the Williams home. But Abby's group presently ran out of space. So one segment began to meet in the home of Cleveland's financier, Mr. T. E. Borton, at his generous invitation. Another part of the group found quarters in a hall in the Lakewood section of Cleveland and became known as the Orchard Grove Group. And still a third offshoot of Abby's meeting went under the name of the Lee Road Group.
These multiplying and bulging meetings continued to run short of home space, and they fanned out into small halls and church baseÂments. Luckily the A.A. book had come off the press six months beÂfore, and some pamphlets were also available. These were the guides and time-savers that probably kept the hectic situation from confusion and anarchy.
We old-timers in New York and Akron had regarded this fantastic phenomenon with deep misgivings. Had it not taken us four whole years, littered with countless failures, to produce even a hundred good recoveries? Yet there in Cleveland we saw about twenty members, not very experienced themselves, suddenly confronted by hundreds of newcomers as a result of the Plain Dealer articles. How could they possibly manage? We did not know.
But a year later we did know; for by then Cleveland had about thirty groups and several hundred members. Growing pains and group problems had been terrifying, but no amount of squabbling could dampen the mass demand for sobriety. Yes, Cleveland's results were of the best. Their results were in fact so good, and A.A.'s memÂbership elsewhere was so small, that many a Clevelander really thought A.A. had started there in the first place.
The Cleveland pioneers had proved three essential things: the value of personal sponsorship; the worth of the A.A. book in indoctrinating newcomers, and finally the tremendous fact that A.A., when the word really got around, could now soundly grow to great size
Reprinted with permission from A.A. World Services, Inc.
It can be seen in natural disasters, man's inhumanity to man during times of war and in times of the outbreak of disease. As there is a watering-down of the message of AA, many within its spiritual ranks will rally to resurrect its primary purpose with AA's message of depth and weight. This is just my own belief, of course, but I personally experience it happening and it is powerful.
Yes, and once again ...
The truth:
"Some day we hope that every alcoholic who journeys will find a Fellowship of Alcoholics Anonymous at his destination." (page 162)
The lie:
"Our earliest printing voiced the hope 'that every alcoholic who journeys will find the Fellowship of Alcoholics Anonymous at his destination.'" (Foreword To Second Edition (in Third Edition))
No raw data from that time is available for any sort of impartial analysis, so we really have no idea how many people actually floated in and out of the system during the so-called Golden Age of AA in Cleveland, because written records of the membership turnover weren't kept with any concern for accuracy and future reference. Besides, the movement itself guaranteed the anonymity of those who got involved with it, and keeping such records would have been a serious violation of the confidentiality they were supposedly promised up front.
There's also a difference in the whole nature and structure of the organization between then and now. AA was not a household word in America in the early years, and its meetings were neither open to the general public nor published. Nowadays we get a lot people sent to us by the courts, counselors, therapists and irate relatives & employers as a supplemental part of some other top-down, compulsory treatment or punishment protocol, a practice that was hardly widespread in the 1930's.
So sociologically speaking, it's like comparing apples and oranges, because it's really as meaningless from a demographer's point of view as it would be if we compared the sign-up, renewal and attrition rates in a private club's membership log with the daily traffic turnover in a shopping mall.
http://dickb-blog.com/aahistorysources3.html
well lets see from what i can tell aa has gone back to word of mouth have it your way take what you want and leave the rest. hmm does that work? rarely in my exp but thats me
One difference would be that the early "word of mouth" did not include "have it your way take what you want and leave the rest":
"If we keep on the [word-of-mouth] way we are going ... the surface of the problem would hardly be scratched ...
"How then shall we present that which has been so freely given us?
"We have concluded to publish an anonymous volume ...
"This should suggest a useful program for anyone concerned with a drinking problem." (page 19)
When you stop to think about it , anyone willing to put up with a character like him for even 5 minutes probably was "willing to go to any lengths to stay sober". He in effect filtered out all of the lazy-bums, class-clowns and con-artists before they got to their first meeting.
Today the lazy-bums, class-clowns and con-artists run most of the meetings.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carrie_Nation
Not in any real-A.A. meeting I have ever attended, but the bottom line is still the same:
Read the book to know who and what to listen to in any meeting.
My friend Dick S., the 40 year oldtimer in my home group ,carries the message with no ifs, ands or buts about it. Unfortunately, his unhappiness, anger and regret over his past speak much louder than his words.
>> Unfortunately ...
I sometimes wonder how much any of us should be coddled, so I try to not burden newer folks with my own expectation-based difficulties. If you might be so inclined, let your friend know he is not the only one who is at times "unhappy" and even a bit angry about how some things are today, including the fact that "regret over our pasts" can still come out when our pasts are not put to good use.
As I've mentioned before, I've known Dick S. for 20 years . He's now about to turn 84 in September, and while he has indeed mellowed a bit with age, he's still a man of excruciating yet seemingly voluntary contradictions. If I could put a name to what it is that puzzles and torments this otherwise sometimes funny and likable old chap, it's a lack of humor and flexibility.
Both he and his wife of the last 30 years are ardent, and in her case adamant, Catholics. The problem with that is that it's his third marriage and her second, and in the eyes of their own church, it's invalid and they're living in sin.
In meetings and whenever else he's "on the record," Dick will tell newbies what a great comfort his faith is to him. Yet privately and among friends he'll occasionally admit that he knows he's damned, stressing that anyone who thinks they're not in the same boat is deluded and should wake up to that fact.
This pessimism or sense of existential futility colors his whole outlook on life, including the message he carries to newcomers, none of whom he considers to be truly sober until they believe what he believes. What, exactly, would you say to a man like that? Or perhaps more to the point, how might you explain to a newcomer that this is about the best they can expect or hope to be like after rigidly working the steps for 40 years?