House committee votes to raise pilot retirement age to 67

My parents aren't boomers as they were born in the mid-1930's, but they certainly had a post "Depression Era" mindset.

The rules were basically be in before the street lights came on and if you weren't, you'd better call. I knew plenty of alcoholics, drug abusers and other ne'erdowells so they knew I didn't want any of 'that' so yeah, I was certainly feral with a bike and always had $10 in my pocket so the, and I quote from my father, the cops can't bother you about being a vagrant.

But broken bones, fights, software piracy, blowing things up, making dumb movies with a VHS camcorder the size of a suitcase, amateur rocketry (well, fun with D-Cell motors and ignitor plugs), sneaking into the county dump to ride BMX, digging under fences, taking stuff apart and demon-dialing (aka 'phreaking') for Sprint card numbers pretty much defined my youth. Plus a visit from the police chief to my father warning him that "He's a good boy, but he's going to be a CEO or an organized crime boss, be careful". Actually he was a family friend.

Fairly below average in the 70's/80's but I'd probably be defined as 'troubled' in 2023.
This is pretty much my résumé.
 
My parents aren't boomers as they were born in the mid-1930's, but they certainly had a post "Depression Era" mindset.

The rules were basically be in before the street lights came on and if you weren't, you'd better call. I knew plenty of alcoholics, drug abusers and other ne'erdowells so they knew I didn't want any of 'that' so yeah, I was certainly feral with a bike and always had $10 in my pocket so the, and I quote from my father, the cops can't bother you about being a vagrant.

But broken bones, fights, software piracy, blowing things up, making dumb movies with a VHS camcorder the size of a suitcase, amateur rocketry (well, fun with D-Cell motors and ignitor plugs), sneaking into the county dump to ride BMX, digging under fences, taking stuff apart and demon-dialing (aka 'phreaking') for Sprint card numbers pretty much defined my youth. Plus a visit from the police chief to my father warning him that "He's a good boy, but he's going to be a CEO or an organized crime boss, be careful". Actually he was a family friend.

Fairly below average in the 70's/80's but I'd probably be defined as 'troubled' in 2023.
When I was a pre teen we knew the majority of the cops that patrolled my area and they knew us, not because my group of friends were a bunch of delinquents/drug addicts/thieves, but because occasionally our lust for life would lead to awkward conversations with the people employed to maintain order. Things like sneaking into the high school pool on a hot August night, exploring the ruins of a defunct local sanitarium, lighting off model rockets in the park, skateboarding (apparently it was illegal but I never got a ticket, just a warning). The cops also knew which kids were up to no good were and would treat them differently. Some cops would make us sit on the curb and hassle us and others would just tell us to knock it off and go home. I remember one lady Glendale PD officer that was so hot I'd of probably shoplifted if I knew she'd arrest me.
 
I also think our generation was one of the first when the majority of parents both worked, as a result our summers were basically a free for all. Unless your parents were able to afford to send you to some sort of summer camp (I was fortunate enough to spend a couple of weeks at Camp Fox most summers) or send you off to relatives (I used to "summer" in southern Oregon) you were literally on your own. We used to wake up when my parents left and pretty much had complete freedom for the rest of the day, we could literally do anything we wanted to do with no real supervision. The caveat was if you pushed the limits too far you'd lose that freedom. I'm guilty of pushing the limits too far and being locked down, nothing sucks worse than seeing all of your friends ride away on their bikes on a summer morning and your dad has disassembled yours, handed you the frame and said he'd give the rest back in a couple of weeks (he'd also remove the basketball hoop in the driveway). Some kids had a parent at home full time, I loved hanging out with those kids. They'd say I have to go home for lunch, some of the group would groan and belittle them, I'd offer to join them. It was literally a free lunch. I've never had kids, I'm no expert regarding raising them but I think the amount of freedom my generation were allowed was better. We were allowed to learn hard lessons first hand, sometimes to our detriment, sometimes to our benefit.
 
My parents aren't boomers as they were born in the mid-1930's, but they certainly had a post "Depression Era" mindset.

The rules were basically be in before the street lights came on and if you weren't, you'd better call. I knew plenty of alcoholics, drug abusers and other ne'erdowells so they knew I didn't want any of 'that' so yeah, I was certainly feral with a bike and always had $10 in my pocket so the, and I quote from my father, the cops can't bother you about being a vagrant.

But broken bones, fights, software piracy, blowing things up, making dumb movies with a VHS camcorder the size of a suitcase, amateur rocketry (well, fun with D-Cell motors and ignitor plugs), sneaking into the county dump to ride BMX, digging under fences, taking stuff apart and demon-dialing (aka 'phreaking') for Sprint card numbers pretty much defined my youth. Plus a visit from the police chief to my father warning him that "He's a good boy, but he's going to be a CEO or an organized crime boss, be careful". Actually he was a family friend.

Fairly below average in the 70's/80's but I'd probably be defined as 'troubled' in 2023.
Damn, bro. Very similar statement made about me when I was about 7 (you know, just passing the "age of reason") by an even higher authority than COP. We should have a beer or three and talk strateegery! There's still time to rule the world, yeah?
 
Unless your kink is kink shaming. Then we shame that.
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How did it even happen this fast? Wasn’t there supposed to be a public comment phase?
This is legislation not rule making so the comment phase is right now, contact your congressman, senators, donate to the PAC, or start your own K Street lobby.

If it was the FAA using its regulatory authority then there would be a comment period during the notice of proposed rule making process NPRM.
 
This is legislation not rule making so the comment phase is right now, contact your congressman, senators, donate to the PAC, or start your own K Street lobby.

If it was the FAA using its regulatory authority then there would be a comment period during the notice of proposed rule making process NPRM.


Oh. I see, I guess that makes sense.



Nah - I’ll take a personal two year hit just to see Gen Z get “owned” ;)
 
Back in 2001 I got my Private and was intending on going Commercial. I always wanted to be a airline pilot I visited a couple of flight schools, including what was Comair Academy. I was 35 at the time. Then 9/11 happened so I pretty much stopped flying after that. I had a decent paying job so I gave up on my dream. Fast forward to 2017, my company shut down the plant where I was working, I was 52. I decided to go for it and pursue my dream. I've had some roadblocks on the way but I'm hoping to do my Commercial checkride in the next couple of months. I'm 57 now. I'm all for raising the age to 67, it would give me another 2 years in the flight deck then I could retire and get another flying job as long as I stay healthy. I have been very surprised of all the ageism I have encountered in various forums and message boards. Not all older people are unqualified to fly. As long as they pass their medical it should not be a problem. I've been a member here since 2001 and it has been very helpful in my journey, thanks Doug!
 
Back in 2001 I got my Private and was intending on going Commercial. I always wanted to be a airline pilot I visited a couple of flight schools, including what was Comair Academy. I was 35 at the time. Then 9/11 happened so I pretty much stopped flying after that. I had a decent paying job so I gave up on my dream. Fast forward to 2017, my company shut down the plant where I was working, I was 52. I decided to go for it and pursue my dream. I've had some roadblocks on the way but I'm hoping to do my Commercial checkride in the next couple of months. I'm 57 now. I'm all for raising the age to 67, it would give me another 2 years in the flight deck then I could retire and get another flying job as long as I stay healthy. I have been very surprised of all the ageism I have encountered in various forums and message boards. Not all older people are unqualified to fly. As long as they pass their medical it should not be a problem. I've been a member here since 2001 and it has been very helpful in my journey, thanks Doug!
It’s not ageism. It’s changing the rules (again) in the middle of the game. In a seniority based system this benefits only the most senior.

With age 65 I will retire at 18% seniority. With the change to age 67 if I still wanted to retire at 65 years old it would be 25% and 1000 numbers junior. That’s a big deal. That difference means I could have been a wide body captain before, but not under the new rule. Never mind the fact for the next three years everyone currently with an airline job is stagnant.
 
This is legislation not rule making so the comment phase is right now, contact your congressman, senators, donate to the PAC, or start your own K Street lobby.

If it was the FAA using its regulatory authority then there would be a comment period during the notice of proposed rule making process NPRM.
For whatever it’s worth it sounded like the house committee had a very difficult time with this vote. Which also shows since it passed by 1 vote. I imagine this topic will be debated pretty extensively on Capitol Hill.
 
It’s not ageism. It’s changing the rules (again) in the middle of the game. In a seniority based system this benefits only the most senior.

With age 65 I will retire at 18% seniority. With the change to age 67 if I still wanted to retire at 65 years old it would be 25% and 1000 numbers junior. That’s a big deal. That difference means I could have been a wide body captain before, but not under the new rule. Never mind the fact for the next three years everyone currently with an airline job is stagnant.
Long fought for leverage and here we are again beating ourselves up again to lose it. Fly till you die is the mantra to some. It’s sad. I can’t even picture myself flying past 60. More to life than a cockpit. But hey that’s just me and my 2c. Not everyone is going to agree
 
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