Thanks, Gotta, you just taught me more about wet brain than I ever knew.
I would say I slew a lot of brain cells over the 13 years I drank alcoholically every night, but a few of the lucky ones have remained at some level of communication over the years.
I appreciate the insights.
I consider myself blessed that I got sober when I did (at age 31).
I had a great uncle, who, like myself, was a lawyer, but he lived on skid row near the Mississippi River in St. Louis until he finally died (many decades ago).
I am grateful that I haven't been a statistic like he was.