My protégé for the past 18 months at work had his farewell drink last night. After a few more days in the office, he will be “stretching his wings” elsewhere. I am more proud of him than me (which may be a rare occurrence for some people). He called me Master Yoda. I took it as a compliment for the wisdom and kindness the name represents. As for the attributes of being old, small and speaking with unusual sentence structures, I can hardly relate to. :>
“Journey, life is. To you, best wishes and great success!” from Master Yoda Raymond to Jedi WP.