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Monday, December 31, 2018


Year End post...

I was recently watching the Kominski Method with Michael Douglas and Allan Arkin, a new Netflix series. It made me laugh and cry at the same time. There is a line in it which inspires this post.

"True love is letting go."

There are so many things this past year that I have let go, and there are even more ahead for 2019.

The explanation on why it has seemed so difficult is love. Simply love.

And to be truthful, to myself, and my love, I need to let go of 2018, and embrace the future.

There are not enough heartfelt thanks to express my gratitude for all the people whom I love, yet must leave behind in order to face my new life. We will still know one another, still be friends, but our day-to-day contact will cease. Your physical being will now be consigned to memory. I know I will think of you all often and fondly. Should you find your way to these words, know that each and every one of you has had a profound and lasting impact on my life. Thank you all for making an adventure out of Civil Service.

To those who have seen so little of me over the years, my family, my loved ones from the beginning, with whom I have missed so much during a career that took me into the very arteries of NYC, I mean to make up for all that some how, some way.

I "retire" from service to the city of my birth, from the weird hours and stressful situations where I met people often on the worst day of their lives. I set out now on a new adventure. To find out who I am now that ERT Inspector 338 has taken his final bow and long.

Ransom out.