It was Tim’s retirement party. Everyone loved Tim. The whole company was there to celebrate. Thirty-eight years is a long time to work at one place. But the time flew by. Tim loved his work.
Being one of Tim’s colleagues and his closest friend, I was asked to give a short speech. I obliged.
“Some people just get better with age.
They get smarter, kinder, wiser, and more caring.
And even though they are getting older, they still remain young at heart.
It really makes you want to spend time with them.
You know you will be creating cherished memories.
Or picking up some nugget of wisdom.
Or laughing at some ridiculous story.
Or enjoying a smile.
But enough about me. I’m here to toast my good friend Tim.
Here’s to Tim! Happy retirement, buddy.”
After the speech, Tim smiled, got up, walked over to me and punched me in the stomach.
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