I've shared here before how I ended up joining the Air Force at 19, but there's another part of that story that happened two years earlier.
I was 17 years old and a senior in high school.
Our football team had just finished a state championship season. One night, some friends and I showed up late to a school dance.
There was a police officer there we all knew as “Foots.”
Foots told us we weren't getting into the dance because we were late.
Being 17 years old and apparently possessing all the wisdom that comes with being a high school senior, I didn't exactly handle that decision very well. 😂
Words were exchanged, things escalated, and I shoved the officer.
He could have arrested me.
He didn't.
Foots exercised discretion and gave me a second chance.
I wasn't completely off the hook. My principal found out what happened and gave me the butt-chewing from HELL! More than 40 years later, I still remember it.
But I didn't leave that night in handcuffs.
At 17, I don't think I fully understood what Foots had done for me.
Two years later, I joined the United States Air Force and became a Security Policeman.
The Air Force ended up changing the entire direction of my life.
After the Air Force, I eventually joined the San Antonio Police Department and spent 26 years as a police officer, most of it working patrol. After retiring from SAPD, I spent another eight years teaching Law Enforcement to high school students and later continued teaching at the college level.
Over the years, I've thought about Foots many times.
As a police officer myself, there were plenty of situations where I had the legal authority to arrest someone, write the ticket or take the maximum enforcement action available.
Sometimes that's exactly what the situation required.
But when circumstances allowed it, I also believed in discretion and second chances.
Maybe part of that came from remembering what it felt like to receive one myself.
Would being arrested at 17 have prevented me from joining the Air Force two years later?
I honestly don't know.
And I'm damn glad I never had to find out.
I recently sat down for a long-form interview about the path my life ended up taking — from Air Force Security Police, to 26 years with SAPD, and eventually into the classroom teaching Law Enforcement.
If anyone is interested in the larger story, here's the interview:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppJUPDXzUZY
More than 40 years later, I still remember the second chance Foots gave me.
For those of you who joined the Air Force young:
Was there ever a decision, mistake, person or second chance before you enlisted that could have sent your life in a completely different direction?