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reasons you will soon discover -— is alive and happy and is probably a

better


and

more popular doctor than ever before. What save his life and reputation?

What

force made him into a new man?


It was simply religion, brought home to him in a way he could use it. Simply

the new habit of living his religion, and the discovery that he could

utilize

the power of prayer.


We used to see Dr. X around a lot. He was cheery, straightforward, friendly,

and successful. His field was a particularly intricate form of surgery and

he

did well at it.


Then for quite a while we missed him. I saw his wife now and then, and

noticed—even a man can things like that—that she seemed a little shabby

and not

especially happy.


We began to hear ugly rumors. That's bad for any doctor. We heard he was

losing


his practice. When a doctor begins drinking, not many people are willing to

trust their own lives to his skill with a knife.


Last year I met Dr. X for the first time in several years. He was a new Dr.

X.

Straight as an Indian. Clean eyes. An honest I-can-lick-the-world- look in



his

face. He gripped my hand in a vise and said hello in a way that gave you

something to tie to.
We were at a party. Someone offered Dr. X a drink. Then I remembered what

had


happened to him and wondered what he would do.
"I don't drink" he said evenly. "Some men can take a drink or two drinks and

stop. I can't . I had that ability once, but not now. If I'd take as much as

a

swallow of alcohol now, I'd disappear-and you wouldn't see me for three



weeks."
From him and others I got his whole story, a bit here, a bit there. Here it

is.
He had been drinking for longer than anyone but his wife suspected. For a

while

he was able to keep the matter a secret. But he missed a couple of



appointments

and got into some trouble. First his competitors knew it. Then his friends

around the hospital got wise. Finally even his oldest patients began to

leave


him.
He had always been dignified and aloof, and when he was straight you

hesitated

to go up to him and tell him he was drinking too much. Usually he drank

alone,


silently, hungrily, in a sodden fashion of one who wants to forget. Just a

deadly, steady sopping up of the poison. It was ghastly. In his saner

moments he

must have known the way he was headed. But a stubborn pride-and pride pf the

sort in a wayward person is a terrible thing- held him from seeking help.
Finally a friend he trusted got him to attend a little meeting in a living

room


one evening. It was a simple affair. Not dress-up at all. Here was a factory

foreman who looked happier than almost anybody in town. When the time came

to

talk he told how he had been cured of drunkenness by prayer. His wife told



how

unbelievably happy their life was now. They didn't have much money-you could

see

that-but they had something that money alone had never brought them. They



had

love and self respect, and they had each other.


Dr. X was surprised to find that everyone in this little group had some sort

of

a fight to make and had won. He began to look at these people in a new way.



They

had been weak and now they were strong. Unconsciously he began to envy them.


He surprised himself by starting to say something. He admitted he had a

tremendous hunger for liquor. And sometimes it got him down. He found that

just

merely talking about his trouble seemed to bring relief. As long as you



conceal

your difficulties, no one can help you. But once you bring your trouble out

in

the open, you can invite help and encouragement from friends. And you can



benefit by the strengthening power of prayer.
Merely getting on his knees and asking for help wasn't the whole story of

Dr.


X's reformation. Many a drunk knows there's a wide difference between

promising

to straight and sticking to it!
What enabled him to hold fast to his resolution was the discovery that he,

who


had just started to climb back to sobriety and respectability, had the

ability


to help other desperate and disheartened drunks to live decent lives too.
In fact, that's a big part of the cure. When Dr. X gets an inebriate started

on

a new life of decency, he sees to it that the man gets on his feet now and



then

and talks to other people in the same predicament. Telling yourself and the

world that you're going to go straight helps you to remind your subconscious

mind that you are going straight.


There have been a lot of ex-drunks that have come within Dr. X's influence

since that fateful night he was turned back from a drunkard's grave.

Forty-three

of them, no less, owe their new lives to him. He'll leave a party or a

dinner,

almost leave an operation, to go and sit up all night with some drunk he



probably never saw before but who knows he needs help.
He has worked out a little system. Usually he puts the drunk to bed in a

hospital, where he can sleep off his liquor quietly but can't get any more.

There the sick man-for a drunk really is a sick man- receives regular care,

and


hot meals, and also some measure or discipline and restraint. There he has

privacy and time to think.


"But you can't do much for a man until he hits bottom and back up. Can you?"

I

asked.


"A man doesn't have to hit bottom, but he has to come close enough to see

where


he is going if he doesn't stop drinking" replied Dr. X quietly. "And he's

got to


want to be helped before with him or for him."
When a drunk in the hospital starts to sober up, Dr. X closes the door and

starts to talk to him.


"I know where you hide your bottles," he'll say. "I know every sneaky little

thing you do to get liquor when you're not supposed to have any. I've been

there

myself. And I want to tell you, my fine young friend, it's getting you



nowhere.

You're rotten. You're ashamed of yourself. Now let's do something about it."


So there in that white, silent hospital room they read the Bible together.

Then


they pray. Very simply. First the Doctor, then, falteringly, the man

himself. He

finds his voice gain in confidence. He finds it easy to talk to God, and

talk


out loud. He finds a huge load is lifted off his chest. He begins to feel he

could hold his head up again. He gets a fresh look at the man he might be.

The

whole idea becomes real and feasible to him. He becomes enthusiastic and



eager

about going straight. He promises to read the Bible, and Dr. X leaves him.


Then, like as not, this sick man slips up and badly. Success is not that

easy.


Those nerves that have been accustomed to bossing the mind and the body

can't be


straightened out without a last tough fight. The patient begs for just one

more


little last drink, and when the nurse refuses, he is angry at Dr. X and may

storm about and threaten to go home. Fortunately, the foresighted Dr. X had

carefully removed the patient's pants and shoes and locked them up in his

own


locker in the surgeons room of the hospital.
And then, because he knows the fight the sick man is going through, Dr. X

comes


back in time to bring new comfort and new cheer and to again call forth the

searching and ever available he;p of prayer. And in a couple of weeks the

man,

rested and refreshed and with the eyes alight as a result of decent living,



goes

home to his friends and his family that had almost given him up for dead.


"No, I don't dare let you tell about this," Dr. X said to me when I asked

him


for a signed interview.

"We can't publicize these cures. These men are outside the realm of every

day

medicine. They have tried everything and have been given up as hopeless. We



don't succeed every time ourselves. We can't brag. Every case is a new

battle."


"But if word got out that we can do anything at all for a drunk, then

derelicts

would come into this town by the TRAINLOAD. We couldn't handle them. We

couldn't


handle a dozen. Two is a lot. One at a time is plenty. I can't talk to one

of

these fellows for more than an hour or two without feeling spent and tired,



unless I talk like a parrot, and talking like a parrot wouldn't do them any

good."
"Do you remember when Christ turned around in the crowd and asked "Who

touched

me?" and some woman confessed she had touched his rove because she wanted to



be

cured? Christ felt some of his power pass out from that touch. It's the same

way

with helping people. You're giving something. It tires you.


"We fellows who are doing this sort of thing feel we have hold of something,

but


we don't dare use our names in connection with it. Look up the new book

Alcoholics Anonymous which we helped write. We studied around for a long

while

to find how we could tell our story without using our names. That book was



the

answer. It tells some actual stories -- my own among them -- but no names

are

given.


Even the publisher doesn't know our names."
"But Dr. X," I insisted, "Why not let these drunks pay you something for

what


you do for them? After all, they have been a burden to their friends, You

put


them back where they can earn a living again and live a decent life. You

deserve


any kind of fee you want to charge."
"No, we can't commercialize the idea," the doctor said firmly but kindly.

"That


would spoil everything. We've got to keep our work as a gift to anyone we

are


able to help.

"Moreover, I'm not sure we could set up a sanitarium and cure people

effectively

in any wholesale matter. I'm convinced this idea has to grow, one cure at a

time."
I tried to argue still further. "But Christ was willing to let folks invite

him


in for supper and the night" I suggested. "You and your wife have food to

buy,


and rent to pay, and overhead expenses in the way of taxes and insurance and

shoes for your daughter. It's your own fault if you don't let these reformed

drunks help pay their own way."
"I'm satisfied," he said with a quiet smile that permitted no debate. "My

wife


and I are happier than we have ever been in our lives. We can keep going

very


nicely as long as I get a few operations from time to time, as I am doing.

I'm


doing a good job of living, and am happy," he ended.
Then he handed me his final thought. "I have found that no one can be

permanently be happy unless he lives in harmony with the rules set down in

the

Good Book," he said. "Try it some time! You don't need to wait till you're



down

and out before you ask for help. There's help waiting for you right now, if

you

just ask God to help you."


- - - -
Message #4740, Sun Dec 2, 2007

From "diazeztone"

(eztone at hotmail.com)
There is one supposed article written by

Dr. Bob appearing in either "Your Faith" or

"Faith" magazine during the summer or fall

of 1939 that no one has been able to find

yet. It was supposed to be a really great

article. Even the library of Congress is

missing the issue of "Your Faith" that it

is rumored to be in.


That article is mentioned in "Dr. Bob and

the Good Oldtimers". Anybody know anything

about this?
This question is posed on gsowatch.aamo.info/

and has not been answered


thanks LD P

nw okla


aabibliography.com

eztone at hotmail


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++++Message 6961. . . . . . . . . . . . Thomas F. Marshall

From: Michael . . . . . . . . . . . . 10/25/2010 11:08:00 AM


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Hi all,
I'm trying to find out more about Thomas Francis Marshall and also

the book "Easy Does It: The Story of Mac."


(A lot of this is covered in post #4997.)
Dr. Silkworth's father was enamored with Marshall and Marshall believed

"crisis,


reform and conversion" were necessary for the alcoholic to overcome drinking

...


sound familiar?
First question: Do we know who received royalties from the publication

of this book?


Secondly: I know Marshall was a member of Congress and all that, but

there were some interesting allusions in his death notice from the NY

Times.
In part it states: "Men who heard him speak at the age of twenty had

no doubt that he would live, if spared by Providence, to be one of the

master-spirits of the country. And, had he been true and just to himself and

to

the high and noble faculties vouchsafed to him by God, he would have



fulfilled

all the loftiest expectations entertained of him. But he met in early

manhood

with a keen and bitter disappointment, which, deeply stinging his sensitive,



impatient and proud nature, and blasting, as by a flash of lightning, what

he

regarded as his great life-hope, caused him to seek relief by quaffing at



the

poison-fount at which millions of gifted spirits have bowed and died."

........... "But THOMAS F. MARSHALL's spirit did not perish. His genius was

like


Greek fire, nothing could quench it. Though he never wholly overcame for any

great length of time, even by his most resolute and determined efforts, his

one

unfortunate habit, he became a very distinguished man."


What was his "keen and bitter disappointment"? Also, are we to

understand that he was an alcoholic? And that he was never able to

attain permanent sobriety? "He never overcame...his one unfortunate

habit...."


Marshall's biography "A handful of bitter herbs: Reminiscences

of Thomas Francis Marshall, 1801-1864, great Kentucky orator" is out

of print and hard to find.
Thanks,
Mike Margetis

Brunswick, MD


- - - -
Message #4997

From "Chris Budnick" (cbudnick at nc.rr.com)


Re: Hugh Reilly, Easy Does It: The Story of Mac
Below is the text from the Silkworth biography

by Dale Mitchell (p. 95 - 101) regarding

arguments for Silkworth writing Easy Does It.

As mentioned in the email from Jim, it does

indicate speculation about Bill Wilson having

authored the book. I had forgotten that point

from the Silkworth bio. It's a bit of a long

email.
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On May 26, 1950, a fictional account of an

alcoholic called Easy Does It: The Story of Mac

was published by P.]. Kenedy and Sons out of

New York City during Silkworth's last full

year at Knickerbocker Hospital. The author

used the pseudonym Hugh Reilly and, according

to the dustcover, "has resorted to a narrative

which but barely disguises his true experience."

Was this author, indeed, William Silkworth?

A number of facts lead to this very conclusion.


Easy Does It describes a treatment facility

and process that mirrors that of Knickerbocker

Hospital during the Silkworth management. It

outlines the program of Alcoholics Anonymous

to a degree of understanding that surpasses

that of most of the active members of the

fellowship. The Twelve Steps of Alcoholics

Anonymous and some of the then-unwritten

Traditions are explained to a level equal to

that of the Big Book. Easy Does It presents

facts, fictional characters that strongly

resemble important people within early M, and

medical descriptions unique to the Silkworth

treatment program. More important, the

alcoholic mind is dissected through the

conversations and thoughts of the main char-

acter, Mac.
Prior to Easy Does It, early AA was presented

in only a few publications, including the Big

Book of Alcoholics Anonymous and a few Bill

Wilson AA Grapevine articles. Some of the

information contained in Easy Does It cannot

be traced to any of these sources. The author

of this book must have lived within the inner

circles of the program and maintained firsthand

knowledge of specific Silkworth treatment

attitudes. Only one man could have known the

details outlined in Easy Does It - William

Silkworth himself.


The characters in the book spoke about the

exact same medical descriptions, analogies, and

quotations Silkworth used over the years in his

writings and speeches.


Silkworth's nurse, Teddy, is one of the fictional

characters in the book. The character matches

Teddy in vivid physical detail and personality.

The personality description even corresponds to

how Teddy described herself in the 1952 article

"I'm a Nurse in an Alcoholic Ward." Silkworth

himself could not have been better described in

physical detail and personality had his own wife

written the book. His glowing white hair, his

deep blue eyes, even the way he dressed are the

attributes of one of the characters.
The author held an uncanny knowledge of

alcoholism, the Silkworth writings, the allergy

theory, and the program specifics of Alcoholics

Anonymous. The book uses many phrases that

were coined by Silkworth and rarely used by

others. The book, which was well received,

focuses more on the physical and medical

presentation of alcoholism than the spiritual

requirements of recovery, yet the spiritual

components of recovery are also plainly

detailed. Although Silkworth's conversion

beliefs are left for secondary conversations

between the two main characters, conversion

indeed occurs in every case of recovery

presented. In accordance with the Silkworth

legacy, it is obvious the book lays the ground

for a firm base of medical understanding. A

presentation of Higher Power and references to

God are well placed within the book after the

medical descriptions. Had the book been written

with a purely AA focus, this might not have

occurred.


The only reasonable argument against Silkworth

authoring the book is that he was an extremely

private and humble man. It is said that

Silkworth would never write a book about

himself that contained such glowing praise for

his work. Silkworth always maintained his

distance from fame despite the important role he

played in the birth of Alcoholics Anonymous.

Why would he suddenly step out of character

and write a book acknowledging the intelligence

and knowledge of alcoholic treatment by a doctor

who was obviously himself?


We do know that he did nonetheless step out of

character and pen a glowing recommendation of

himself. The foreword to Easy Does It was

written and signed by 'William Duncan

Silkworth, Physician-in-Charge of the AA Wing,

Knickerbocker Hospital, New York." In this

short introduction, Silkworth writes, "The author

has long been a close student of the alcoholic

problem. He certainly does not write as an

amateur."


The story describes one of the main characters,

Dr. Goodrich, as "a man of exceptional mental

and spiritual nature." If it can only be accepted

that the Dr. Goodrich character is indeed Dr.

Silkworth, then it must be accepted that Silk-

worth was still writing a foreword to a book

that praised his own work.
In his closing statement of the foreword

Silkworth states, "It deals with a complex

subject, discussed from many angles, often

challenging, always vigorous and original." At

the time, Silkworth was widely respected as an

expert on alcoholism and for his Towns and

Knickerbocker treatment models for programs

and facilities all over the world. This

foreword was no small recommendation.

Silkworth endorsed only three books in his

writing over his many years: Alcoholics Anon-

ymous, The Varieties of Religious Experience,

and Easy Does It. This places Easy Does It

quite high on the suggested reading list from

a man generally married to science and Alco-

holics Anonymous.


The only other reasonable argument against

Silkworth as the author is that Bill Wilson was

the author. Next to Silkworth, no one else had

the experience at Towns and Knickerbocker

Hospitals aside from Bill Wilson. No one could

have more precisely described Alcoholics

Anonymous. No one could have understood the

medical facts presented in the book regarding

the allergy theory, and certainly, no one knew

the true story of Bill's spiritual awakening.


How then do we challenge this theory? First,

Bill was known to be gregarious and very

public. He wrote many articles and was

involved in the writing of two books about his

life and the history of Alcoholics Anonymous.

Not once did he shy from public praise, quite

the contrary. Why would Bill Wilson suddenly

decide to write a book on Alcoholics Anony-

mous and the life of Dr. Silkworth in an

anonymous fashion?


Second, Wilson regretted not properly thanking

Silkworth more directly, and more frequently,

long after Silkworth had died. He would not

have made these comments had he actually

written a book that did indeed provide such

praise for Silkworth.


When first informed about the possibility that

Silkworth authored Easy Does It by a resource-

ful woman named Susan in New Jersey, I set

out to prove her wrong. My very first phone

call made me begin to question my preconcep-

tions.
When I called Adelaide Silkworth, the wife of

Silkworth's nephew William Silkworth, the first

time, we spoke briefly about the project and my

desire to find out all I could about the doctor.

Her first response was "Are you going to tell

them about Easy Does It?"
The family has long believed Silkworth to be the

author of Easy Does It - a rumor that does not

start haphazardly in a family history. Adelaide

matter-of-factly talked about how she and her

husband have always known and talked openly


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