I remember clearly the first time, as a child, I saw my uncle pass out. It was at a family gathering. All of us cousins were running around playing and I saw him fall right over off from his lounge chair. My grandmother tried to swish all of us kids out of the way, but I remember a bunch of the other men carry him inside the house. There he was in his pressed white shirt, black pants, and tie, yet he was flopped right over looking helpless. For a long time, I was so worried, I thought he had a perpetual case of the flu or was always suffering from heat stoke. because whenever he came to town for a party, he ended up flat on the ground. It wasn't until years later, after he became sober, I found out why. It was like some big family secret. Eventually, he did turn his life around. You can read about it, if you want, under the exert thread Substance Abuse Support, Sobriety Tips and Inspiration.