[willy]

Thanks guys, and Phes I actually work in Scotch Plains and live in Whitehouse Sta.. Moved out there 20 years ago.
We get 65% @ 25 years completed, and 1% for each year after that to a max of 70% @ 30 years. Full medical as long as you don't get picked up with medical in another job.
It is a good system, but we pay for it big time along the way, the contributions per pay period are steep.
Never the less I am leaving with 28 years done 68% of my salary and medical and I wont be 52 until march 10th. So I am not complaining at all. My two brothers are contractors so I know I know I hear it all the time what are you off again 4 days on 4 days off what the h@ll kind of work week is that etc etc.
One day many years ago I went to a 911 call with some one screaming on the phone in the back ground, I pulled up lights out and parked a couple houses down the street. Walked up on the house and heard a crash of some kind. Called it in send some help something going on went to the back of the house found the homeowner lying on the ground outside a sliding glass door and the wife screaming upstairs, he was OK, he confronted a burglar and tried to stop him leaving, the guy used the homeowner as a battering ram and smashed out the door with him and took off into the woods behind the home. He described him as a big black guy dressed all in black.
I arrived just a few seconds after he fled so I gave chase in the direction he said. Pitch black night, heard him running way ahead inthe woods. Other uniits were driving around the surrounding streets but the areas woods were about 60 acres total. Played cat and mouse with that son of a B!tch for one and a half hours. I was cut up, scratched up uniform ripped and had stepped in every hole that God ever created. My flashlight battery had died after about half an hour and I was now on full night vision.
Eventually I got to a point where other officers had the area blocked off and I had just heard the guy a few minutes before breaking some sticks.
I found him, he was big, he was black and he was pissed. I think I hit that guy 30-40 times and had no effect on him and it got bad because he decided he wanted my gun and he was a lot stronger than I was. But I was the Cop, I don't lose, and I just got nastier, stuck a stick into his mouth so he started gagging and used it as a pry tool and swung him around and grabbed his privates and squeezed harder than I ever squeezed anything. He blacked out, I was more scared cause I thought I killed him , here he was with a hunk of rotten wood in his throat. But I cleared his airway AFTER I CUFFED HIM and he was breathing. Started screaming into the radio for all the dead a$$ senior officers who were driving around waiting for the suspect to walk up and shake their hand and introduce himself. Took a while to get him out but we did.
Went home after all the freaking paper work and it was now 0800 hrs and my electrician brother is leaving and he says, well you slept all night and now I guess you are going to sleep all day huh
One thing though, went back the next day to see the victim, he apparently was some type of stock broker and made decent money, looked at me and said there is not enough money in the entire world they could pay to do what you did last night. Shook my hand and said thanks.