On May 15, 2016, I woke up in the cells at the Brockville Police station, doped up, sick and with a broken thumb. It was also my 33rd birthday. I had been arrested for domestic violence earlier that morning. I had no recollection of what had happened or how I conducted myself while being arrested. Then Keith came back into the cells to tell me what had happened and how I acted while being arrested. He told me that he knew I was a good person, but my addiction had turned me into someone he didn’t recognize anymore and that I was better than how I was living. I was released four days later and I attended my first Narcotics Anonymous meeting that night. I’m happy to report that I’m coming up on six years clean on May 18. Thank you for saving my life, Keith.