A chapter of my life has come to an end and I'll admit that as I walked through the warehouse one final time its particular smell of Taiwan, air conditioning, and instrument dander evoked in me faint hints of memory. My time at Cannonball hadn't always been the trial it became for me these last couple of years. There were many good times as well and some part of me will always miss those. Well, onward and upward as they say. Cheers!