I thought that I would work forever. Mandatory retirement was not for me. I would show them, I had the energy of a man half my age. But old father time has a way of sneaking up on you and it was time to put my papers in. I never thought about what I would do next.
Now I am driving my wife crazy moping around the house. Who am I without my job? For over 40 years it is what has defined who I am. I want it back. I don’t think I can live without it. I feel like I have lost my best friend. I can’t seem to figure out where I belong and I don’t like it one bit.