Guy's Introduction

Hi. My name is Guy Treadwell. I am 65 years old and have been married for 42 years. I have 3 adult children and 2 grandchildren. I have been working full time in geological mineral exploration and environmental engineering since I graduated from college in 1981. I play guitar and I knit for my hobbies. I like to rise early these days and make myself a nice pot of coffee and enjoy my morning. Really enjoy my morning. It hasn’t always been that way for me you know. My mornings were the worst part of my day. Waking up feeling like crap. Dreading the day ahead and dragging myself out of bed. Waiting for that first drink of the day really. The one to bring me back to what I figured made myself normal.
Well after drinking and smoking pot for most of my adult life and living in that hell for the last decade or so I packed it in. I gave it up. I decided to live my life authentically moving forward. How did I do it? With a little help from my friends. After reading Annie Grace’s book This Naked Mind I was on the internet one night, drunk and angry with myself as usual, when I stumbled upon an opportunity to join in a virtual group of people in a program called The Path June 24. The premise of the program? Provide content around stopping drinking, provide coaching events to discuss our drinking and to provide a platform to support and encourage ourselves. I figured what have I got to lose. I now know that joining that program and meeting that special group of people was one of the most important decisions in my life.
As I got more comfortable with this amazing group of people and coaches on the June 23 Path I began to joke around. I had a sense of humour without alcohol – who knew? I started to describe myself driving around Canada and the US in a school bus with me (of course) in the driver’s seat, grinding those gears, hands on the steering wheel, with a devil may care grin on my face. Driving and waving wildly as my school bus pulls up into unsuspecting “victims” driveways waving like an idiot. Here I would be in my school bus travelling all over the country. Picking up bus mates along the way with all of us waving like crazy people out the window as the bus travels down the highway. Waving at passers-by who have stunned looks on their faces thinking WTF. And of course, we would all be stone cold sober, living our alcohol-free lives and damn proud of it. It was fun to imagine, and I got a lot of mileage out of it – pardon the pun.