The Marina Dock Newsletter MARCH 2004
There is really is no
easy way to broach the topic of money and the lack thereof. It
would be nice if we never had to bring the subject up, if we could
all live our lives free of financial woes. Alas, that is not the
case. In the real world financial insecurity is the norm, most
small businesses are currently living a hand to mouth existence.
the Marina Dock is no exception. Over the last four years we have
experienced some good times and some bad times. It's been either
a feast or a famine. From month to month our income varies wildly,
and in a small business like ours, the difference in income of
between two or three thousand dollars is the difference between
staying open or closing. February was a bear of a month, the first
month in our storied history where I really felt, after tapping
all my usual sources, that we had run out of gas. February was
also the first month where we still owe rent for the month and
it's now almost March. This is now a time for serious reflection
for all of us who really believe in the place and feels that the
Marina Dock's existence is an integral part of our own daily routine.
In a nutshell what it comes down to is how much does this place
mean to you?
Would it really matter, if tomorrow or the next day, we had to
close down the Marina Dock because we are falling short by a couple
of thousand dollars every month? I suppose, for most of us the
short answer to that question would probably be "no".
As a species, we are wired for self-preservation; we are the quintessential
survivors. That explains why we are still around. The question,
however, has a broader philosophical meaning, is it really just
about us and nothing else? Can any one of us really feel good
about ourselves while others less fortunate are in our midst,
looking in our direction for spiritual sustenance and guidance?
More newcomers come to our facility everyday than anywhere else
in San Francisco. Sure, it is true; we all know from our own experience
that no human power can restore us to sanity that has to come
from a higher authority. However once an individual has been chosen
and cast into our midst, can we then turn the other cheek and
continue to feel good about ourselves? I believe the answer to
that question is a resounding "no!" It has to be obvious
even to the most self-reliant and ruggedly independent among us
that we live in a world of interdependency, and therefore it is
in our own best interest to ensure that the less fortunate among
us are afforded the same opportunities we have, to live a full
and meaningful existence. This I believe to be a self-evident
truth, the problem most of us have with that concept is, how do
we know when we are actually helping someone and not enabling
them? The answer has to be in the results, if we see our support
is over time, positively changing another persons image of themselves
and their way of being in the world, then we have to feel we are
doing the right thing. I am not, in any way suggesting, that the
Marina Dock sees itself as the spearhead for some kind of New
World Order. We do however in our own small way, play our part
in bringing about change. Nor is it my intention to bludgeon anyone
into paroxysm of guilt about how much they contribute, not that
I would protest if someone did react that way. I am merely pointing
out to anyone interested, that we have managed to survive over
the last eighteen months, because we cut this business down to
a bare bones operation. On more than one occasion people have
commented that it's a miracle we have survived this depression,
yes depression, let us call a spade a spade. January and February,
however, has really put us to the test. We are falling behind
in paying our bills. We are late paying our rent. We need an injection
of capital now rather than later. If we can stay current we would
be in a good position to renew our lease in 9 months from now.
If we continue to lag behind, it may not happen. We operate on
an annual income of around $230,000. That's $630 a day. It costs
us $700 a day to keep this place afloat. If we have a shortfall
of $70 bucks a day x 365 = a negative of $25,550 or around $2,200
a month. When these figures are bandied about, people express
surprise. They, for some reason, forget we happen to operate in
the most expensive districts, in the most expensive city, with
the highest rents, highest energy costs, highest taxes, highest
unemployment, 70,000 currently collecting unemployment insurance
in San Francisco, highest gasoline prices ($3.00 a gallon coming
soon to a gas station near you). We could of course cut our costs
by 60% if we relocate to somewhere south of Market Street like
Sixth and Howard or, better still, Daly City. Would that be outsourcing?
The good news
Fortunately for us there
are some devoted patrons who have taken it upon themselves to
try and make a difference. Bruce S, who by the way does not even
live in the city, has come forward with a great idea. Bruce has
connections in the music business from his halcyon days as a 'sixties
rock and roller. He is working on putting together a musical event
in the city sometime in June/July of this year. He sounds extremely
optimistic about the whole setup. He did however mention to me,
although the musicians themselves would volunteer their services,
some seed money would be required to get the whole operation off
the ground. The cost for the venue, setup guys, and other preliminary
expenses would have to be paid for in advance. Anyone interested
in getting on the committee that Bruce has established, or wants
to help out with the cost, should contact him directly. For more
information on how to reach him, call us or ask David M at the
counter.
why i believe
So here I am a few days
ago wandering around the Sunset district, trying to figure out
a solution to our financial stress vis-à-vis the
Marina Dock. Not a good idea. You know what the big book has to
say about going it alone in spiritual matters. When I suddenly
flashed on an old remedy for excessive self-absorption. A friend
of mine was here visiting from Newport, Rhode Island. The last
time I saw this guy was over three years ago, and at that time
he looked and acted a lot like me when I was still out there having
fun. At that time I managed to apply AA principles and remained
nonjudgmental or as the big book puts it "in a state of neutrality".
I thought, "I should give Lenny a call and see how he is
doing". He was happy to hear from me, and I invited him out
for a walk, he said great let's have some tea as well. Tea? When
he came to the door to greet me, I couldn't help but notice how
different he looked from our last encounter. His eyes were bright
and he looked sharp and alert. We walked through the park over
to the Richmond district, and on the way over without any prompting
from me, he informed me he did not have a drink in over three
years. Over tea I opened up a little about my own drinking escapades,
what it was like, what happened, and not too much about what it
is like today. I did not want to freak the guy out with trivial
stuff like I need $20,000 by Sunday. He seemed very interested.
He did, however, make a point of letting me know he did not have
a problem. He quit because of relationship issues. Around midnight
I told him I had to go to the Marina Dock to take care of business.
I asked him if he would like to come along. When we got there
he was greeted cordially by a few of the old Half Measures Group
and I could see he immediately felt at home. We talked into the
small hours of the morning about the Red Sox, the White Sox, and
the big Yankees trade with the Texas Rangers. It was almost 3:30
a.m. and we still couldn't get him out of there for love or money.
On the way home I could see he was psyched and he remembered everyone's
name. Lenny laughed when I explained to him the origins of the
moniker "The Half Measures Group". Frank Brennan, by
the way, is responsible for that attribution. There aren't many
of us who remember the first words we hear from the big book,
but if Lenny ever decides he wants what we have, he will have
a jump start and always remember where he first herd the term
"half measures avail us nothing". Lenny left for New
England a few days later, but we promised to stay in touch. He
said he will come back in the summer for a spell, and he mentioned
looking forward to seeing the guys and having another Marina Dock
Moment. That's when I realized that (a) God speaks through other
people and (b) it's really out of my hands. Thank God for that.
in the meantime
I just found an old
Dry Dock newsletter from September 1988 and the first thing that
David mentions is membership and donations and how vital that
is for the Dry Dock to stay open. Let's see, 16 years later, the
situation remains unchanged. Remember you can now have your membership
paid automatically every month either through your credit card
or bank account.
A friend of mine in Ireland ran into
two guys at a meeting recently. They get the newsletter and are
aware of our financial difficulties. One of them told her they
wanted to give some money but they don't trust the mail. He told
her they are planning to come out here with a bag of money for
us. So if you see two guys heading our way with a satchel bulging
with Euros, for God's sake give them some space. Bear in mind
this story and everyone in it is Irish.
Anthony T. Murray
"Irish Tony"