If the whole lot of you lined up and told me i'm moving to night shifts? If you caught me told me, "Hon, it's time"? I would've moved to night shifts. I know better than to make those calls entirely on my own. I counted on the rest of you that you'll take me down should it be time, and I do hope that had it been time, you would've have fought it, either. Because the Right Thing To Do is also to know when to stop pushing yourself. And if you weren't able to do that - if you kept pushing over that red line, if you think you wouldn't have gone down to night, if you kept up face for that, then yes, you shouldn't have been there. You weren't up for it and my judgement call regarding you was wrong.

I repeat to you now what I had said to Ziv at the end of his last day shift: "I know you're not totally burned out yet. I know you still have strength left. But I don't think you should burn all the way through. I did that, when I was a regular, and i'm not going to let it happen to another person if I can do something about it."

That's what Moshe had essentially told me when he kicked me out of my first section, what I didn't understand then: just because you can handle it somehow, doesn't mean you have to handle the 'somehow'.

And if you didn't understand that, then I was wrong regarding you.

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"A bit taller"? *wry smile* Oh, I don't know. In ways, you hid behind my back as much as stood on your shoulders. I did shoulder more responsibility than anyone else of the station, and you did shoulder much of my emotional burden. It's called "working together".