Cashiers

An AA member is welcomed to any AA meeting anywhere, so like a lot of people when I travel I stop by other meetings. Last night, on my way up to Cherokee I stopped at the meeting in Cashiers, North Carolina. Cashiers in on a windy road at the top of a small mountain. It looks more like Metamora, Indiana than any other place I've been. It's full of old lady craft stores and art shops. AA takes everyone and there's never any separation of classes. In Cashiers, the meeting had a few good old boys in overalls driving rusted out fenderless pickups, and old rich people who had their second home on top of the mountain. I started to realize something was strange when people in this Southwestern North Carolina meeting started talking and didn't have southern accents. This meeting was on service, and people had really heartbreaking stories of people they were helping and had tried to help. Service is a big part of AA, but I'm not qualified for most of it yet. I have to go farther in the steps to do a lot of it. In the meantime, my service will be taking out the garbage at the AA meeting, which isn't too bad. I continue to feel good and very positive about everything. I drive up to Independence this afternoon after my meetings and hit an AA group in Florence once I get home.