Time To Call It Quits?

Airline Pilots have to retire at age 60. Some don't think they should.
They think they are as sharp as always. Besides the stewardess' look younger.

Same goes for boxers and other athletes. And I'm sure many other professions. Except Doctors who seem to go on and on. Of course they have younger looking nurses.

Something happened Saturday that turned my opinion about myself. I always knew my body had gone over the hill, but still thought I had it mentally. Still could do the mental job of a police.

I was at a new Niles IL community recreation center. My grand-daughter had joined a volley ball league. It seems some of the teams were actually school teams out for a little more action. Her team is just a group of friends out for a good time.

Looking at the photo of the team, I was standing there looking at them play. I looked across the court and saw outside the gym in the reception area, A FIGHT..

I ran across the floor and followed a younger man running to break up the fight. I was not going to get involved physically. A couple of girls and boys of Hispanic descent were fighting.

I ran to the front desk where 2 lilly white girls were working. I told them to call the police. They just looked at me. I spoke a little stronger, and stronger and finally after the 10th time yelled at them to call the police.

They said their boss told them not to call the police.

I still insisted they call the police. Just then my daughter, Jill, the Real Police came up to us and handled the situation properly. She told me to call the police. I hesitated to use my phone as its from a different area. But it worked perfectly in Niles.

Of course I stuck around for the police who did a marvelous job. Peace was quickly resolved and some kind of resolution. I decided that the volleyball was over and it was time to go.

After I got home I reviewed what had happened. What do you think happened?

I think I know. I had lost it. I had lost the ability to see the big picture. I had focused on some bs phone call. I would never have handled the situation that way when I was the police.

I would have reacted immediately to the desk girls blank look. Hell, I wouldn't have even asked them. I would have made the call myself.

I guess there is a time when we should retire. It just took me till now to know I really made the correct move years ago when I did.

I wonder how long the emails and blog and web page will last. Will I realize it when I don't make any sense. Or run out of stories.

Oh this is too much for my brain. Time for a homemade super choc cupcake made by Jill next door. She not only does the police very well, but cooks too.
Ok, I had three of them.
c'ya
jim