Emptiness
I went to the towing yard this afternoon. It's almost all gone. I looked over the scrap heap, and thought about the hundreds of man hours that went into inventorying, dismantling, and scraping there. It made me feel very down. All good things come to an end, and although I will miss the place very much, 8-5 Monday to Friday, and no on call is a good change for me. There will never be another place to work like that. Good times and memories.
Over and Out
Over and Out