I timed my last day in the Army to be the day I left my last duty station and the day of the post retirement ceremony. Prior to that I jumped through all the Army's admin hoops and closed out my personal affairs. I crossed the stage in uniform with a hundred other men and women, received my flag, shook the post CG's hand, bid final farewell to seniors, peers, and subordinates, etc. Then I left post for the last time for the airport. As I was driving away retreat sounded. I stopped, got out of my car and saluted the flag lowering for the last time in uniform just like I'd done ten thousand times before and as if I would ten thousand times more. Then I drove away, changed into civies and flew off on terminal leave to see relatives. I felt sad, elated, proud, numb, and relieved on a continuous rotation throughout.