....."Give me a hit," I croaked into her ear, sure I could score a little something from her out there on the street. "I'm clean, Charlie. Have been for three years," [my cousin Shirley] said, her voice cracking. "Three years?" I yelled.....While I contemplated the thought, Shirley started to full-on cry, her face contorted, tears leaving streaks down her cheeks and chin. … [Read more...] about “I Am Charlie Wilson” – The Gap Band, despair, addiction and back.