Inside Story

We pass through New Castle; we eat at Jessop’s. It doesn’t matter we only ate hours before. This was a bittersweet day. Business concluded. I’m now officially in retirement. It’s taken a year to adjust to the concept. Sweet – now life begins again. I’m pretty happy. I’m in a good place. As they say – the world is going to hell in a hand basket. I can only speak for myself at this point. I’m responsible to me and the few around me. The phone ring no longer is a potential threat alert. It’s been a long time. I can finally admit relief and appreciate it. You don’t realize how much it hurt until they stop beating your head. Obtuse? You bet. You need to be an insider. Try the restaurant if you ever pass by.