That's what I learned on my last day of work. And you can't expect to leave without tears. It was hectic right to the end, so although I have handed my office over to my wonderful replacement, I have a few hours to do from home.
The celebrations were lovely, a community reception and dinner with the family, staff and members of the board. So many good memories.
An appropriate gift:
The retirement speech:
Chuck tries his comedy routine at the restaurant, Anatoli Souvlaki:
My favourite pictures. Auntie Mari and Rye and one at the dinner:
I was asked what I wanted for a retirement gift. I decided on one that's practical, to be used on a regular basis, but keep-sakey, something I couldn't lose, an item that could be passed down in the family someday, and preferably something vintage that can continue it's life happily in our house. Try filling those requirements!
Here it is, my giant Danish silver serving spoon from 1880. It was probably a gift for a silver wedding anniversary. Coincidentally one set of initials engraved on the back for that event were the same as my Dad's and the date was on my birthday, March 15th.
Now on to the next phase!