@hawkeye10,
Thanks for your being serious about it.
It was really off the charts. You would have expected he would have died of some type of accident, not necessarily a car wreck, even doing something in the home. He didn't even go because of alcohol poisoning. He just killed his insides.
I was 30 when he died, he was 4 years older. I had stopped drinking when I was 28 (I'm turning 56 next week), and if anything convinced me that alcoholism was genetic, or that I was one, that was it.
I don't think of him all that often, well you know, not every day type of thing. When I do though I think of such a wasted life.
One thing I do know is that no matter how you stop drinking, if you have a problem, you have to do the things that will make your life happier.
A lot of things will automatically get better, but you have to make changes too.