Richard Johnson

I grew up next door to Harvard University in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Since I played all the time in Harvard Yard, I suppose I can say that I went to Harvard.

I was a teenage hippie in the sixties. Let's just say it was educational.

Despite my best efforts, my career as an acoustic folk-blues guitarist and singer-songwriter petered out in the late seventies.

The cumulative effect of the musician lifestyle finally cught up with me. I drank for the last time on December 31st, 1979. I couldn't get drunk! I suppose God turned the wine into water.

I returned to my childhood faith in 1982, was ordained in 1994, and was commissioned a Bishop in 2017. Sometimes I wonder, "Forgive them, Father, for they don't know what they do!"

With my wife, Dawn, and my children in tow (quite literally), we traveled throughout North America living in an RV in church parking lots while we ministered in prisons, re-entry facilities, andchurches in thirty-eight states and four Canadian provinces. Our nomadic lifestyle suited us.

We came off the road in 2005, bought a home without wheels, and settled down in southern Indiana across the Ohio River from Louisville, Kentucky.

Dawn and I started Christian Formation Ministries (CFM) that same year. Our mission was (and still is) to boldly go where few dare to tread. We facilitate individual and family recovery from incarceration, substance-abuse, and other soul damaging traumas with a special emphasis on helping the children of addicts and inmates.

To learn more, visit Noonerecoversalone.org.

Dawn and I still work with CFM, but our daughter Suzanna now runs the show. She's much better at it than I ever was.

This leaves me free to write books, travel, and host My Recovery Online, our empowering 21st century approach to addiction recovery.

I also get to take frequent naps, one of the under-rated pleasures of becoming an old fart.