Thank you, Neal. I am Jane, and I am a member of Al-Anon. I'd like to thank you for coming, for asking me to come, but it's an honest program, so I'm going to say that I think when I quit shaking, I'll probably be grateful. My story is not extraordinary in any way. Most of you could tell it because most of you have lived it. It's a little dull, but on the other hand, by sharing it with you, perhaps you feel a little less extraordinary. I was born in the early 30s to an only child in West Texas and had a reasonably ordinary upbringing, I suppose. I know now that my father is probably an alcoholic. Then the people who loved him thought he was crazy. The people who didn't love him thought of him in much less kind terms, I assure you. When I was 10, my parents were divorced and they each remarried. The second marriage of my mother's was a very happy one. I had a very happy home. My relationships outside my home were not quite that happy. I had always been a very shy girl. I had very few friends and no really good friends. During the war, my stepfather was transferred to New England. I was this tall when I was 12. In New England, the men considered their quick growing when they got to be 5'6". So when I discovered boys, it did me no good whatsoever because I towered over every one of them. Consequently, in high school, I had a few dates. I was not a positive teen. I might have been. Had I been a personality kid, I was not that either. I was very shy, very introverted, and probably quite self-centered. I went to college and I felt I had died and gone to heaven because this was right after the war and the young men were returning in droves. There were seven boys for every girl in the college where I went to and I made up for lost time and fun. I had a wonderful time. It was a little town and there was absolutely nothing to do except go to the movies or drink beer. The boys I went with drank beer. This was the only concept I had of dating. I thought there was nothing outstanding or unusual. This is all…