One week left...

...as a Career Woman. Which is how I used to think of myself. For a long time, if I met you at a party the first thing you'd learn about me was what I did for a living. Eventually I married, and then Peter and I got into Saints baseball and saving a carousel, so you had an even chance of hearing about one of those activities first. For nearly four years now, I identify first and foremost as a grandma.

So I'm not losing my whole identity, as once would have been the case. And I've been retiring in stages, working less and less time and participating in fewer meetings, social events, and the like. In fact, they've invited me to say a few words at my retirement party on Wednesday, and I can't really think what to say. It's forcing me to examine my feelings instead of just slipping silently away.

I'll let you know what I come up with.

The last of the nekkid guys....

In case you're new around here, this photo is from a fund-raising calendar produced by the York (Maine) Chamber of Commerce.

While other months featured realtors and insurance agents, etc., this one features representatives of a group fighting against the turnpike authority's plan to build several new toll plazas. Based on what I could find via Google, the battle rages on.


So ends the monthly Men of York feature. Thanks again to Eva, who held a giveaway of this calendar last year. It's been fun.