I packed it in last March, had one guy left I worked for, I was having trouble making the day.... Last summer I knew it was getting time....It was 95 out and humid, I was welding outside busting *** and by lunch I could only work 20 minutes and had to take a break,,,,gator aid water washing my face...My heart was racing like I ran a marathon
was getting dizzy,,,I pushed and finished but I didn't have the strength to clean up....I sat down and couldn't get up...I called my son to help me clean up and of course he just had to tell his mother
All hell broke loose when I got home,,,,I hardy slept as I was up with cramps in my legs....In the mourning I knew it was time
That was the first time in all theses years that happened to me
I did work two Saturdays ago for a guy who kept me busy for some years, im tight with him....I brought a younger guy whom I teach, but still by the end of the day my legs ached
Well I had a good run and im still wrenching in the garage on a 48 CJ2A, love them old flat fender Jeeps
Its not the money, I actually enjoy paying guys that work hard and do a good job, I hired outfit to paint and hang paper
I bought those guys coffee, bacon egg sandwiches and lunch and tipped them well. Its just like you said about Father Time
