Just a little background history of an old fart.
Back in the late 1960's after serving 4 years in the US Navy. I returned to my home state of AZ. In 1970 I joined the local police department, the part about my job I liked most was helping people out when I could, I had parents stop me on the street to thank me for setting their straying kids straight, on several occasions I stopped teenagers and found alcohol in their vehicles, rather than arrest them I would make them pour it out in the street and send them home. It was a small town so they couldn't hide from me. I never did it for the thanks. If a mother was being abused by her husband or leaving herself open to bad things I would caution them. Quite often I never heard from them but I did notice they had changed their situation. That was thanks enough. I left law enforcement after getting on the wrong side of a crooked Chief of Police, and had to leave AZ in order to find a job. Finally after a time I returned and was able to get my life back together, even worked as a security officer for a time, but finally ended up as a heavy equipment operator, which was a job I loved, something about the challenge of overcoming difficult situations, making that machine do what was necessary and getting the job done.
I have 3 daughters that have made me a grandfather to 5 girls and 2 boys. I'm proud of them all. I love a good joke and sharing them with friends whether it's here on this forum or with the other old geezers at the croaker club, senior center for those who don't know what I'm talking about. So now maybe you know what makes me tick somewhat. I'm limited to very little travel due to a health problem, but still enjoy interacting with people and if possible imparting some of my knowledge picked up in 68 years of life. There isn't much more I can do for my extended family
including those who are total strangers here in cyber space.
I think it was Mr Spock who said, "Live Long and Prosper".
Gabby
