The Twelfth Stepper From Hell
The first time I saw stan in a meeting I remembered him as wearing a cape. He swore he did not own a cape . I guess it was because he would become a super hero to me and my children. I was dying from alcoholism and he knew irt. He would not let me go and saved my life.
He would break into my house to stop me. Put the plug in the jug he would say, over and over again. He was tough on me but he kept me with him and his crew of friends until the miracle happened for me. He was the biggest man I have met in my life. We love and miss you so Stan.