On New Year's Day 1987 my young neighbor Bruce Townsend and I met on our runs at Rockford Tower (Wilmington, Delaware) and talked. He was not sure he could stop drinking alcohol. Much happened early in 1987 so it was weeks before I learned that in February he had shot himself down by Brandywine Creek. The next year and every year afterwards I have devoted a run, and now just a walk, to his memory and to the power of addiction.
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