On Jan. 21, 1989, Lawrence Harris spent the day smoking cocaine outside of the house owned by his mother, who refused to let him in because he was high again. There, he sat in his cold green '81 Cutlass Oldsmobile, too wired to sleep, and prayed. That night, Harris told Milwaukee Neighborhood News Service, he made a promise to himself never to return to drugs, a vow he has kept for the last 25 years as a member of the Friendship Club,