Culling The Herd
It’s done. The cancer removed, the slow one eaten, the viper removed from the den. Letting someone go is never easy but sometimes they make it simple.
So a year after taking command I finally have the team I want. Granted it’s not the dream team of former GSers like Alvin, George, Alastair, and Edward I had envisioned but it’s better this way. Ringers would have brought bitterness in the old guard and had the tone of trying to recapture past glories. Not that the door isn’t still open to my former comrades in arms, I’d love the opportunity to serve together again but I am tremendously proud of the team I have now.
