An Atypical Life

Richard’s sayonara party was last night. After he hired me on and we worked together since November…he felt like a father to me, and I am not sure I’ll feel right about being here without him. When I was impetulent, he was level-headed. When he lost the faith, I helped prop him back up — and likewise in reverse. I always got a boost knowing that I could go to him with a good idea, and he’d carry it to the highest levels of the company with strong enthusiasm. And now, with no foreigners in the company higher than my level, our traction will be even lower than it used to be. Life is going to get hard, harder than it already is. Good luck to you Richard, and let me know when your bed & breakfast in Ashland, OR opens. I want to be one of the first guests.