As time went by, the Club and the membership matured. Of the thirteen regular meetings in the Santa Clara valley, three were held at the Club. Inter-group Service Council met there on the third Thursday of the month, featuring “Guest Speakers – Entertainment – Refreshments”. Family Night every Thursday traded “Games” for “Guest Speakers”, but the welcome mat was always out. Open daily from 7 PM to Midnight, sooner if Duncan could get there, later if there was money to be made. Duncan made a special effort to open early during the cold winter months, and with poker charged at 15 cents an hour, every bit counted. But sometimes, there weren’t enough ‘bits’ coming in to meet the demand going out. Bob S., owner of the San Jose Window Shade Company on South Second Street, a charter member of the Club and tracing his sobriety to 1942, said “Turn it over to me, and I’ll get the bills paid”. Things were turned over, and between he and Duncan, things got better: the bills were being paid – on time, and there was actually a surplus. Only problem with that, however, was that every time the kitty got up around a hundred dollars, they’d throw a big steak dinner. Stomachs got filled and the kitty got emptied. “One Day At A Time” was becoming an “Easier, Softer Way!.