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Winchester Cathedral
Death of Thomas Thetcher, 1764
To members of Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) the name Thomas Thetcher, a grenadier in the North Regiment of the Hants Militia, is synonymous with the foundation of their organisation. But the curious link between Thetcher’s grave in the churchyard of Winchester Cathedral and AA is less well known to the wider public.
Thetcher died aged 26 on May 12, 1764 after drinking contaminated ‘small’ beer. He was buried in Winchester Cathedral churchyard with the following inscription on his tombstone:
In Memory of
Thomas Thetcher
a Grenadier in the North Regt. of Hants Militia, who died of a violent Fever contracted by drinking Small Beer when hot the 12th of May 1764. Aged 26 Years.
In grateful remembrance of whose universal good will towards his Comrades, this Stone is placed here at their expense, as a small testimony of their regard and concern.
Here sleeps in peace a Hampshire Grenadier,
Who caught his death by drinking cold small Beer,
Soldiers be wise from his untimely fall
And when ye’re hot drink Strong or none at all.
This memorial being decay’d was restor’d by the Officers of the Garrison AD 1781.
An Honest Soldier never is forgot
Whether he die by Musket or by Pot.
The Stone was replaced by the North Hants Militia when disembodied at Winchester, on 26 April 1802, in consequence of the original Stone being destroyed.
And again replaced by The Royal Hampshire Regiment 1966.
In 1918, a young American soldier named Bill Wilson, who was encamped near Winchester with his US Army unit while en route to the Western Front, visited the city’s cathedral and chanced upon Thomas Thetcher’s grave. Wilson was struck by the inscription and also by the similarity between Thetcher’s name and that of a boyhood friend, Ebby Thacher. After the war, Wilson became a successful businessman, but heavy drinking marred his career and he was eventually told that he would either die from his alcoholism or have to be locked up permanently.
Remarkably, however, Wilson and a handful of fellow alcoholics – including Ebby Thacher – discovered a way to achieve sobriety. He became a founding member of Alcoholics Anonymous and wrote a book about his battle with drink in the hope of inspiring other alcoholics. In it he recalled his visit to Winchester Cathedral and how the gravestone had caught his eye, describing it as an ‘ominous warning which I failed to heed’. Clearly, he had forgotten the part of the inscription which read: ‘When ye’re hot drink Strong or not at all’…
There is no evidence that Thomas Thetcher was an alcoholic. In the mid-18th Century most people drank small beer – a weak brew – rather than water which carried cholera, typhoid and other diseases. It is likely that the ‘violent fever’ which killed Thetcher was caused by one of these diseases which had not been killed off in the making of that particular batch of beer. Ironically, had Thetcher drunk ‘strong’ beer, which had a higher alcohol content, he would probably have survived.
The book in which Wilson tells of his visit to Winchester Cathedral – AA’s famous ‘Big Book’ – has sold around 30 million copies. In 2011, Time magazine listed it among the 100 most influential books written in English since 1923. A year later the Library of Congress designated it as one of 88 ‘Books that Shaped America’.
The tombstone that Bill Wilson saw in 1918 was the copy of the 1764 original erected in 1802. In 1966 it was moved for safekeeping to the Royal Hampshire Regimental Museum at Serle’s House in Winchester where visitors can still see it. It was replaced in the cathedral grounds by the present updated copy, which is also based on the 1764 original.
Dem city views. Manhattan Bridge in the distance.
Shot from the 16th Floor of The Standard Hotel, East Village.
Today something incredible happened, and it wasn't even me-
involved in it's opportune, otherworldly fathom
of emotion drowned in the pool of life's missing gene
where a pulled plug allowed an echo to swim in a ethereal agendum
intoxicated with sobriety, here is a place to ponder all that lay between-
the passing, the mourning, a loved one...now shadows the passage of life to the highest degree
Nothing could have prepared today, Thursday, for the written word so sedulous
September 1, 2007; pen touched the paper of the book opened this day
read with such spirit as to be completely carried away beyond years,
beyond fears, the tears trace the missing words unspoken in a life they now miraculously portray
goosebumps focus attention upon the realisation it nears
such words you will never hear, yet the feeling within may bound the character so insulous
Nobody ever thought it could happen like this, not this way
it is tear-inducing, thought-provoking, life-questioning...all of fluvial emotion,
the entrails over the sky of living heart and sunlit Soul
could it be anywhere other than right here, somehow just a superstitious notion?
or not quite...this event like a chevron Cirrus patrolling sunset's starlit rôle
the final appeasement of past hurts which reverence gives away
Now, into thirds Thursday prefers cursory words without recourse to being disturbed
it's a right Heavenly jump staged not to frighten, but to console
playing a hand well beyond the science of motivated reasoning
this is pure, and simple, yet deeper than the depths of pain now healing with a belief to extol
that firmness of mind, devout and true, heeds to the stoic premise of human seasoning
where shock subsides hope now resides, unfurling so seemly unto Earth unperturbed
if solace is spiritual let it be so, if proof is needed let is prove so
through individual taste desire is sought; unique digestion of each hinterland
familiarity is witnessed best when the eyes remain closed, but so perceptive-
woods and trees, scarlet sunset thieves, are the nights getting longer throughout our dreamy heartland?
a picture of the mind, within and beside itself is the vision of plenitude that fills a sorrow receptive,
there is no call...none that echo greater than the one already answered ages ago.
by anglia24
September 2008
©2008anglia24
for Tatay...RIP.
C'est une photo à propos des gens alcooliques. Mon père l'était.
It's a photo about alcoholic people. My father was an alcoholic.
Strobist: a yongnuo speedlight at left of the camera and high.
Anish Kapoor
Giant 'butterfly net' Temenos is the first of five Teesside sculptures that aim to become biggest artwork in world
Music : Please Right Click and select "Open link in new tab"
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Twist in my sobriety - Tanita Tikaram
Do to the cold weather, I'm going back in time to find something fun to do. I'm going to post a series of four images over the next few days that I think are quite fun. I hope you enjoy them and the attempt at humor as the series progresses. Hopefully the titles will tell the story.....
Best viewed LARGE or ORIGINAL if you have time... thanks....
Hopefully my days of hyper-panic and mega-anxiety are behind me. Once, for many years I could not leave my home. Sometimes I never even had a home. Art is my healer! Sober since 1999! HELP OTHERS TO HELP YOU TO HELP OTHERS!
Spitsbergen / Svalbard, Day Two, June 17, 2016. Magdalenafjord, Fuglefjord - Sallyhamna, Homiabukta.
Reindeer tracks. They are too big for fox and too small for bear. It's amazing how precisely straight animals can walk. I would have a hard time passing a sobriety test even if I was not drunk!
Jesse and Mike rent a hotel room for three hours in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Although Jesse has been attempting sobriety by living with her parents in upstate New York, she continues to relapse by coming to Manhattan and using.
“The Eye Moment photos by Nolan H. Rhodes”
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Just for today: My gratitude has a voice of its own; when it speaks, the heart understands. Today, I will share my gratitude with others, whether I can find the words or not.
I have so much to be grateful for and especially just for today that I am alive and sober in order to appreciate everything that life has to offer.
This is the 'welcome' keyring I received at the first NA meeting I attended over two years ago and the inscription is one that I live by daily.
“The Eye Moment photos by Nolan H. Rhodes”
“Theeyeofthemoment21@gmail.com”
“www.flickr.com/photos/the_eye_of_the_moment”
“Any users, found to replicate, reproduce, circulate, distribute, download, manipulate or otherwise use my images without my written consent will be in breach of copyright laws.”
Congratulations on your year of sobriety. It's been a year, one whole f-ing year.
I never thought it was possible.
It's a horrible thing to lack faith but I couldn't help it, not after the Nth time watching you relapse. When you told me that the doctors didn't think you would live longer than a year, I cried nonstop. Even then, you couldn't quit. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. It's hard to trust someone who keeps secrets, who chooses to hide things from the one they say they trust the most. Despite the drama, the drugs, the bad trips, I am supposed to love you unconditionally. At that time in our lives, it became too tiring for me when I tried.
You can talk about how it would break your little heart, but actions speak louder than words. You said you never wanted me to see or hear you high, but you let it happen. You actually came to me because you were high, just to hurt me. You pushed me and the man who delivered you from hell. Promises and hearts were broken, and you didn't care. It was like you had a deathwish and wanted to go out in a bang.
It felt like a black hole was sucking me in, and my tiny little heart couldn't stand it anymore. Sometimes, enough is enough and I didn't want to see you turn into her. One year later and it's hit me that we've grown apart. So fucking apart, and the girl I knew is simply that. Someone I knew.
And yet, I'm still here thinking about you. You were right. My life would never be the same after meeting you.
I just wanted to say that I am so proud of you. I've grown used to cheering you on from the sidelines. We've grown apart but I never stopped loving you. You don't need me or any other reminders in your life. I told you that we can always deny pieces of ourselves, but that doesn't mean they don't exist. I'm not asking forgiveness. I just want you to realize that I'm still there. You are, and always will be, the only girl I will love in my life.
Mike is a Yupik native from Akiak, a village on the Kuskokwim River. In an era when life in some villages is deteriorating, Mike continues to mush dogs in an effort to promote sobriety. As CarolSe said, I think he is a role model for many people. There was a great article in the Anchorage Daily News about him:
www.adn.com/iditarod/2009/story/723635.html
Better with B l a c k M a g i c
I'm sorry to be so serious at this festive time of year, but I believe the signs of the times we're living in call for sobriety. Please don't miss understand; my wish, my hope, the deepest desire of my heart is that we all have a wonderful life ahead of us this coming year. However, with all the wars and rumors of wars, earthquakes in diverse places, weather castastrophes, violence, lack of common decency and morality, greed, deceit and deception, and all other manner of evil which is becoming our daily fare, I truly wonder what lies ahead for us who live on this earth. But even though the darkness is growing blacker, I believe the light will again be seen by us, and that it will be brighter than ever. In his second epistle, Peter, the apostle of Jesus Christ, said some interesting things that pertain to these days we're living in. Here's what Peter had to say:
2Peter 3:1-18 My friends, this is the second letter I have written to you. I wrote both letters to you to help your honest minds remember something. I want you to remember the words that the holy prophets spoke in the past. And remember the command that our Lord and Savior gave us. He gave us that command through His apostles. It is important for you to understand what will happen in the last days.
People will laugh at you. They will live following the evil they want to do. They will say, "Jesus promised to come again. Where is he? Our fathers have died, but the world continues the way it has been since it was made." But these people don't want to remember what happened long ago. The heavens were there, and God made the earth from water and with water. All this happened by God's word. Then the world was flooded and destroyed with water.
And that same word of God is keeping the heavens and the earth that we have now. They are being kept to be destroyed by fire. They are kept for the day of judgment and the destruction of all people who are against God.
But don't forget this one thing, dear friends: To the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years is like a day. The Lord is not being slow in doing what he promised--the way some people understand slowness. But God is being patient with you. He doesn't want anyone to be lost. He wants everyone to change their ways and stop sinning.
But the day when the Lord comes again will surprise everyone like the coming of a thief. The sky will disappear with a loud noise. Everything in the sky will be destroyed with fire. And the earth and everything in it will be burned up. Everything will be destroyed in this way.
So what kind of people should you be? Your lives should be holy and devoted to God. You should be looking forward to the day of God, wanting more than anything else for it to come soon. When it comes, the heavens will be destroyed with fire, and everything in the heavens will melt with heat.
But God made a promise to us. And we are waiting for what he promised--a new heaven and a new earth. That will be the place where righteousness lives. Dear friends, we are waiting for this to happen. So try as hard as you can to be without sin and without fault. Try to be at peace with God.
Remember that we are saved because our Lord is patient. Our dear brother Paul told you that same thing when he wrote to you with the wisdom that God gave him. That's what he says in all his letters when he writes about these things. There are parts of his letters that are hard to understand, and some people give a wrong meaning to them. These people are ignorant and weak in faith. They also give wrong meanings to the other Scriptures. But they are destroying themselves by doing that.
Dear friends, you already know about this. So be careful. Don't let these evil people lead you away by the wrong they do. Be careful that you do not fall from your strong faith. But grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Glory be to him, now and forever! Amen.
Ironically, I have been able to hold onto that much, my sobriety and staying clean for what it's worth. It's worth a good lot.It's priceless. But I don't have any idea how much sanity is holding up with the current situation and I realize Flickr isn't a Blog but phooey, I am actually a writer first and a shutterbug multimedia artist second and I have to take this somewhere or my spirit is going to implode. So I thank you for allowing me to do that here.
Fidalgo Bay. Cap Sante Marina.
Press Release from USCG:
Coast Guard tows grounded vessel, responds to pollution near Anacortes, Washington.
A Coast Guard Station Bellingham 45-foot Response Boat- Medium crew towed and safely moored the fishing vessel Arline at the Cap Sante Marina in Anacortes after receiving a report that vessel was aground in the Swinomish Channel Thursday evening.
A boarding was conducted by the crew of the Coast Guard Cutter Adelie, an 87-foot patrol boat homeported in Port Angeles, Wash., revealing the master and crewman aboard the Arline to be intoxicated and the local police department took the master of the fishing vessel into custody.
Coast Guard Sector Puget Sound watchstanders received a call from the master of the Arline reporting the grounding near Anacortes. The Coast Guard Cutter Adelie was on a routine patrol at the time and was diverted to assist the crew of the grounded vessel.
Upon boarding the vessel, the Adelie crew suspected the master of the vessel was intoxicated and issued a field sobriety and breathalyzer test revealing a blood alcohol content level of .115, well over the legal limit in Washington State.
“Thanks to the crews of both Station Bellingham and the Coast Guard Cutter Adelie for making our local waterways safer,” said Captain Joe Raymond, Commanding Officer of Sector Puget Sound. “Boating while intoxicated is not only a danger to the crew of the vessel being operated, but it is endangers the lives of any boaters in the area.”
After the vessel was moored a light sheen was discovered coming from the Arline. Further inspection revealed a crack in the vessel’s shaft packing causing oily water to be discharged overboard.
Containment boom has been applied around the vessel. A Coast Guard incident management team from Seattle is working with contractors to contain further pollution and develop a possible salvage plan for the vessel.
The Arline is a 50-foot fishing vessel homeported in Seattle and is reportedly carrying up to 150 gallons of diesel aboard. The Coast Guard is investigating the grounding.
This isn't the first time the F/V ARLINE has run aground and a captian was arrested:
From September 5, 2013
British Columbia: American skipper arrested Monday on suspicion of impaired operation of a vessel after his fishing boat ran aground near Kelsey Bay.
The 58-foot American F/V Arline was heading south when it ran aground and the two remaining crew members apparently tried to abandon ship. Conditions may have been foggy at the time. The two remaining crew were safely evacuated and the captain was escorted to Campbell River while Coast Guard towed his boat. Awaiting the captain at the docks in Campbell River were Mounties, Canadian Border Services, Transport Canada, and Fisheries and Oceans Canada. Police arrested the captain on suspicion of impaired operation of a motor vessel and dangerous operation of a motor vessel.