Professional Documents
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By
James R. Fitzgerald
(Regarding this FBI job-thing of mineit was about to get a bit confusing for me, from
a future financial planning perspective. And it was all of my own doing. Well, it was of my
doing, but also the calendar on the wall, the federal government, and the Commonwealth of
Pennsylvanias police pension plan. Yes, it was the perfect storm of future fiscal complexity for
me right about this time in my life. The question back then washow do I weather it?)
In June of 87, I was about to turn 34 years of age. As a reminder, during that timeframe
35 was the maximum age the FBI would hire special agents. A candidate had to still be 34 at the
swearing-in ceremony on his/her first day at the Academy, even if he/she turned 35 the very next
day. So, that means for me it was down to just one more year as of my next birthday if I wanted
to become an FBI agent. June of 1988 would be the absolute chronological deadline for me to
Another issue, related to my present job but also now to my potential future job, or at
least when I would start it, involved my existing pension situation. At the BPD I was under the
Pennsylvania Municipal Police Pension Plan. Virtually every cop in my home state, with the
exception of those in a few larger departments such as Philadelphia, Pittsburgh, and the PA State
Police, was enrolled in it. The basic deal with the plan (in 1987) was this: If you work at least
twenty-five years as a fulltime sworn officer, and youre at least 50 years old, you can retire with
50% of your final years annual salary for the rest of your natural life. So, looking ahead from
that time, if I chose to stay with the BPD I could retire in the year 2003 on my 50th birthday with
almost twenty-seven years on the job. My yearly pension would be of a bit over half my then-
annual salary. (It would be a bit more than half because I would have worked two years past the
BPD at my chronological half-century mark in 03, it made for one of my then-possible options -
However, something told me during the springtime of 87 that there would be no nexus of
the 21st Century and the BPD in my professional future. I was clearly leaning away from that
years-from-now time and place continuum. In view of that, I had to start asking myself some
Sowhat if I quit the police department sometime soon, which would thus end my active
PA pension plan membership, before any of these age and years-on-the-job factors come into
play? Do I receive anything out of it then? I mean, Ive been on the BPD for eleven years now.
I should be able to get something from it, right? Would it be immediate or delayed until 03
when I hit that magic 50 years of age? Isnt there something referred to as the vesting of ones
Well, after calling the states municipal police retirement office in Harrisburg regarding
this vesting issue, I learned the answer was yes in my particular situation, but with certain
conditions and stipulations. These conditions and stipulations only served to make matters more
Upon undertaking due diligence in further researching my existing retirement plan early
in the summer months of 1987, I came to learn that I would need twelve years to the day at the
BPD to essentially lock-in a future pension. That means on August 30,1988, I would be able
to officially vest my pension. I could then quit the very next day and be eligible for
decade-and-a-half away.
Breaking all of this downif I wanted that future pension, no matter even if it would only
be about $9,000 per year upon my initial eligibility in 03, it would mean I couldnt quit my
BPD job until the final day of August, 1988, for me to become fully vested. (As a reminder, I
was sworn in at the PSP Police Academy on August 30, 1976 - exactly twelve years prior to that
Bottom-line here, in June of 1988 Id be hitting the age of 35, the maximum age to be
hired by the FBI. But I couldnt fully vest my pension until approximately two-and-a-half
months later, on August 30. Thats ten weeks between me not locking in any future pension, or
me locking in a future pension upon turning 50, even if it would be a relatively modest annuity
amount each month. (I figured it would come to approximately $500 per month. That would
probably cover a nice car payment as well as my monthly insurance premium too. It wasnt
cash amount equal to what Ive contributed to my pension over the years, along with the accrued
interest. It would be the rough equivalent to two years worth of that future pension.
Hmmmwhat do I do here? And/or, does it even matter what I do, at least future
pension-wise compared to future job-wise? I really do want out of the BPD, especially if I can
land on my feet at the FBI as a special agent. That I know for sure. So, should I even let this
Geez, if only I had been hired by the BPD a few months earlier. And/or, if only the FBIs
If youre not aware of this fact already, Ill let you in on a not-very-well-kept secret.
That is, pensions are a big deal to police officers, firefighters, members of the military, and most
other first responders and government workers. We are generally willing to earn lower salaries
during the course of our professional lives, certainly lower than many in the private sector, with
the knowledge that were able to retire at a relatively young age in life. That tends to be the
great equalizer. That is, a lower career-length salary verses a (hopefully) decent life-long
Many workers in local, state, and federal agencies start calculating their minimum
retirement date and their monthly pension amounts from their very first year, sometimes their
very first month, on the job. I wasnt necessarily one of these people beforehand, but now faced
with some retirement related decisions at a relatively early stage in my professional career, well,
I became one of those people. I was years away from any sort of pension eligibility, but back
then all of a sudden I found myself thinking more and more about the long-term future as it
Ill gotta say, rightly or wrongly, this whole FBI job-thing certainly created a quixotic
dilemma for me at the time. This special agent position is what Ive really wanted for a number
of years now, but there were some negatives starting to mix in with the positives, certainly from
Sodo I stay at the BPD and have the guaranteed pension starting at age 50 in 2003?
Or, join the FBI and have to work twenty full years from my eventual starting date to get a
pension at the age of 54 or 55 in 2007 or 2008, depending when/if I get hired by them? Is there
possibly a way I can do both, to include getting that partial pension from the BPD starting at age
I may have to rehire that Sylvan Learning tutor just to help me with the math involved
here.
And this matter was about to become even more confusing for me. You see, there was
*****
In 1984, near the end of the first year of the Dark Side regime, my St. Helena School
grade school class of 67 held its seventeen-year reunion. Dont ask me why it wasnt at the
fifteen or twenty-year mark, but for some reason thats when it all came together. I attended it at
a catering hall in Philadelphia along with at least seventy of my fellow alum. It was a very nice
affair.
While there, I chatted with many people, including a former classmate who had a friend
in a federal agency which possibly had some employment openings. He took my business card,
passed it along, and within a week or so I spoke with this friend on the phone.
The man was at an agency known as the Defense Criminal Investigative Service (DCIS).
which had contracts with the U.S. Department of Defense (DoD). Sometimes those contracts
were in the multi-millions of dollars and sometimes there were crimes committed which
involved the government getting ripped off for multi-millions of dollars through fraud, bribery,
In the brief phone conversation with this friend of a former classmate, I ascertained the
above and other information about the DCIS, including the fact that the Philadelphia regional
office was located in Chester, PA, a town to the immediate south of Philadelphia. Of course, not
too long into our chat, he reminded me there was presently (in 84) a federal government freeze
on new employment and there would be no hiring at his agency for the foreseeable future.
Oh well, I already knew of this situation from my attempt to get into the FBI earlier that
same year so when he told me this it didnt really surprise me. Nonetheless, after talking a bit
more I thanked him for his time and suggested that he call me back when the DCIS was hiring
again and we could once again discuss our various options. He seemed to be impressed with my
overall professional background and experience and told me he would hold onto my business
card (given to him by my former schoolmate) and possibly re-contact me in the foreseeable
future.
And, as they say, that was that.
I sort of forgot about this guy, his agency, and my informal phone interview with him
over the next several years. But, guess who called me during the early summer of 87, just as I
was moving forward with my FBI application and at the same time trying to figure out my
pension situation? Yes, it was the same DCIS investigator. And upon talking to him a short
while later it would be quite a deal he and his agency would offer me. Well, at least at first.
In the midst of all this pending FBI stuff, as well as my on-again and off-again internal
debate regarding my vesting or not vesting timetable, I figured it would be a nothing ventured,
nothing gained scenario when it came to checking out this potential new career opportunity.
So, after I was re-contacted and issued a personal invite I decided to travel to the DCIS offices in
Chester to talk to this friend of a friend and his supervisor. Lets see what they have to offer me
I made up my mind before I went to the DCIS meeting that I would tell them everything
about me they wanted to know, to include my recent graduation from the FBI National Academy
to my all-but-in-hand M.S. degree from Villanova, and anything else which may be relevant to
them and their agency in terms of hiring me. However, I decided in advance I would not
volunteer to them anything about my possible pending employment with the FBI. It was not
guaranteed yet and it was simply a non-factor as far as I was concerned between me and these
DCIS folks.
I also made up my mind beforehand that I was going to ask the DCIS personnel some
very specific questions that day. I wanted to see how they responded to the issues I was about to
present them.
I was approaching this interview somewhat differently than the one several months ago
with the FBI, especially as this agency didnt seem to have the same strict hiring regimen and
pre-employment protocols as the Bureau. I had felt the FBI was very much in overall control
during my interview with them. Thats probably how its designed. However, in this upcoming
meeting with the DCIS my plan was for ME to exert a level of control, at least to some degree, in
where it goes and how it goes. Lets see how that works.
In the DCIS office that afternoon, first it was their turn. My St. Helena school friends
buddy and his supervisor told me that theirs was a relatively small agency but tasked with a very
important function. That is, preventing the DoD from being ripped-off by unscrupulous
businesses and businesspersons working under the guise of government vendors and contractors.
If there was a possible financially related illegality detected within the DoDs vast network of
product purchases and contracted services, thats when the DCIS investigators got to work and
attempted to gain the evidence necessary to indict and/or arrest the guilty parties.
Youve heard of the $400 hammers and the $4000 toilet seats charged to the military?
Well, among other types of infractions, this was the agency which worked to uncover and
investigate such questionable transactions and the dishonest corporate types who brokered these
deals. Interestingly, and without me even asking them, the two men related to me almost
simultaneously that when the total dollar amount involved was under $100,000, the DCIS itself
$100,000 another agency took over the case. That would be the FBI.
Geez, heres that same agency yet again. It seems to be ubiquitous in my life in one form
which the two DCIS investigators continued to be impressed, it was time for my first question to
them. I asked them right up front if their agency had a maximum hiring age. They said no, only
the FBI and a few other federal investigative agencies had those type restrictions, but not them as
they were under the auspices of the DoD. They would hire a qualified person regardless of age,
and without the formal written testing requirements the others mandated. Relevant experience, a
good interview, positive referrals, and of course the requisite background check clearance, was
The two men also told me that I would start at a pay grade of GS-11. They calculated
that rate based on my years of experience, education, etc. That was one grade higher than what
Id be starting with the FBI. Thats interesting. The highest grade I could ultimately achieve as
a regular DCIS investigator (that is, without a promotion) was a GS-12. The FBI went up to
grade 13 as a non-promoted special agent. Oh well, I think I could make that work for me. Id
still be at a higher salary after a few years than I would be making at the BPD as a sergeant. And
the DCIS pension plan was the same as the FBIs too. Both were pretty good.
There was a take-home car, but as there were fewer government cars than DCIS agents in
the Chester office, one week per month I would have to drive my own vehicle to work. I was
told by SA Jerri Williams and other FBI agents that almost everyone in the Bu had a take-home
take-home car on the BPD as it is now, so even three weeks per month would be an improvement
in that regard.
training academy in Glynco, Georgia. I would spend about eight weeks there in generic law
enforcement training, including firearms usage, arrest techniques, constitutional law, etc.
Afterwards Id be assigned another four weeks to a training facility specifically designed for
DCIS special agents where I would be taught accounting, bookkeeping, and related white collar
investigative techniques.
It hit me at this point of the interview that a career with the DCIS would, in fact, entail
me investigating white collar crime and most likely white collar crime only. That would be very
different from my eleven years in law enforcement so far and most likely very different from my
next twenty or more years if I go with the FBI. I mean, I know it was tax evasion charges which
finally brought down 1930s-era Chicago gangster Al Capone, but I wasnt sure right then and
basis. Hmmm.
After absorbing all of the above and discussing other pertinent DCIS related matters, as
well as me sharing with the two of them additional information concerning me and my
background, it was my turn to ask them one very specific question. The timing, I decided, was
just right.
Once the floor was mine, I advised the DCIS investigators I would be eligible to vest my
pension in late August of 1988, still over a year away. I then put it bluntly to them, in question
form. Would they and their agency be willing to wait for me so I could vest my existing police
This issue seemed to take the two of them by surprise at first but I could see before long
it wasnt an obvious deal breaker. Apparently, someone in their office had a similar situation a
few years ago coming over from some other non-federal agency and it was all worked out. And,
since there is no age-of-hire maximum at their agency, they told me it could very well be
possible to postpone my hiring for another fifteen months or so. They would have to call the
DCIS bosses in Washington, D.C, to confirm this issue and set monies aside in their budget over
the next fiscal year, but its something that just may be possible in my situation. There was
I thanked the two of them for answering my various questions and the interview ended
shortly thereafter. They gave me a multi-page application and told me to hold onto it for now
until they got the tentative approval from Washington regarding my hiring postponement
My drive from Chester back to Bensalem took about sixty minutes. My mind was
wandering in and out of various work/life-related dimensions during the entire ride home.
Lets see, this daily commute would be a whole hour less than would be my everyday
one-way drive to New York City. That would mean ten less hours per week in a car driving to
work.
IF it was officially approved by the DCIS bosses for me to work one more year-plus at
the BPD and vest my pension, that would be an added bonus too. It would be a nice one, as a
matter of fact, even if the actual benefits wouldnt be received by me until way down the line in
2003.
Id be going to Glynco rather than Quantico for my training. But, I suppose I could
readily adjust to yet one more law enforcement academy in my life, albeit further away than the
academy in Virginia with which I was already familiar thanks to my stint at the National
Academy.
accountant/bookkeeper than a true law enforcement officer. But, I suppose I could adjust to that
So, these were the positive or at least neutral take-aways regarding a possible future
What were the negatives? Not too many, I guess. I guess just that one major negative.
Okay, I gotta be honest here, the one major negative iswell, the DCIS wasnt the FBI.
What can I say? They werent! This was instilled in me even more so when I learned
that when it became a really BIG fraud investigation in the DCIS (as in an amount over
I think that would be a difficult pill for me to swallow if it ever came to pass that I would
become an investigator for the DCIS and I would work a case for several months or upwards of a
year and it then somehow went from a $99,000 rip-off to a $101,000 rip-off. I would then be
compelled to contact the FBI, an agency of which I possibly COULD have been hired, and they
would now take over my case. In effect, I could be giving my case to the FBI agent who
slightly higher GS level, a circa $500 per month BPD-related annuity beginning fifteen years
from now, all matter here? Are these the factors which should determine my professional future?
Or, is there something else? Are there perhaps other things less quantifiable for me to assess
here?
Man, I gotta think this fully through. Maybe there will be a sign of some sort. Any sign,
directing me one way or the other with this decision-making conundrum of mine.
A few weeks later, the DCIS supervisor called me at home and told me my delayed
hiring request had been granted. I could fill out the application and send it to their HQ in
Several weeks afterwards I received a call from DCIS HQ in Washington. It was from a
staff person who wanted to confirm a few matters on my application, including that my potential
hiring would not be effective until at least August 30, 1988, still over a year away. I confirmed
the date was correct and answered a few other minor application-related questions for her.
Then, the staffer hit me with something which totally knocked me backwards. As an
almost afterthought, shortly before we were going to end the call, she wanted to confirm with me
that I knew Id be starting my job at a GS-9 level. I immediately told her there must be some
sort of a mistake as the supervisor in the Chester office advised me just last month that Id be
coming in at a GS-11. She said he was wrong and must have somehow miscalculated.
What? Somehow miscalculated? How could that be? This is the U. S. government.
it. Now, as it turns out, if I took the DCIS job I would be starting at a whole GS level lower than
I would with the FBI, AND at a lower salary than I was presently making at the BPD. It would
take me several extra years now to make up that much of a salary difference, vested pension or
After ending my call with the DC staff person, I right away called the supervisor at the
Chester office. He couldnt explain the two whole levels of downward departure from his earlier
calculations. He conceded that the GS-9 level was probably what Id have to accept upon
initially being hired, but MAYBE I could get some within grade promotions on an expedited
basis after a year or two. Maybe was his operative word here. He couldnt or wouldnt
guarantee them.
Werent these DCIS people accountants? Bookkeepers? Or something like that? And
they got these numbers wrong about me within the first few weeks of me even thinking about
Perhaps its time to reconsider. Was this the sign I was looking for?
Maybe it was.
I did reconsider, although I never officially removed my hat from the DCIS ring. I ended
my pre-employment demotion call with the Chester-based supervisor by telling him he could
still consider me as tentatively interested in the job the following September but I would have to
discuss ALL of my options with him again once we got closer in time. All was MY operative
of conversation at that time. And to think wed been getting along so well.
During the summer of 88, when the DCIS supervisor called me at home and for some
reason I did NOT receive his voicemail (I really didnt), and when he called the BPD and learned
I was no longer employed there, needless to say, he was upset. He figured out where I was (after
all, he was an investigator), called me there, and once he confirmed it was me and what I was
now doing he laid into me over the phone. He threatened to call my new boss and even HIS boss
I apologized upfront for any and all real or perceived miscommunications, but I reminded
the supervisor that I had been demoted two GS levels before I was even hired by the DCIS, I had
re-contacted him regarding it, he told me he couldnt do anything about it, and we agreed we
would talk about it as we got closer to August of 88. Well, we were closer and we were now
talking about it, however, our conversation didnt seem to be proceeding in the direction he
would have liked. When he finally came up for air and gave me an additional minute to present
my side of the story I told him candidly I was content at my present position and I sincerely
hoped the DCIS could find a suitable replacement for me - the guy whose pay was cut before he
I knew by the end of this call that no matter where my future life in law enforcement may
take me, I was pretty sure I would never be employed at the DCIS. The next Al Capone-like
contractor who ripped off the DoD would have to be investigated and arrested by someone other
than me. Come to think of it, if he was anything like the original Scarface, hed probably be
investigated and arrested by the FBI anyway. Maybe I could help out after all.
In closing to this brief portion of my life, I wasnt exactly proud of how this situation
with the DCIS played itself out, especially as it was an old grade school chum who initially set
everything up for me. (I saw him again at our twenty-year high school reunion in 91. He
wasnt very happy with me either. He eventually got over it though.) I perhaps COULD have
been more forthright with the DCIS supervisor as things progressed into the next stage of my
professional life, but it didnt seem to work out that way when we finally talked as originally
And, IF my new gig wasnt exactly working out for me by then, wellit would have
been nice to have the DCIS job in the Philly southern suburbs as my back-up. It wasnt meant to
(In closing herenor would there have been JCM Books III and IV if I had taken the
DCIS position back then. Of that I can assure you. Or, no one would have read them, anyway.)