There’s an old gray-hair robbing banks out in California, and earlier this week he struck again. He waits in line with the patience of one who has all the time in the world, what with retirement, then shows his handgun with a gentlemanly, old-world flourish and passes over a (we presume handwritten, perhaps even calligraphied) note asking for money.
The dashing 70-something carries a personal organizer in which he neatly stashes his take from the till, wears prescription glasses (bifocals, from the look) and a feisty little San Diego Padres cap, and may well be our grandpa. True, his demeanor is a bit ornery, but we’re sure he’s a big softie once you get to know him. Also, he’s good at what he does.
The FBI has previously described the man as low-key and someone who attracts little notice when he pulls off a robbery.
“He’s not doing anything to draw attention,” FBI agent Darrell Foxworth said back in December. “He walks out with the same speed he walks in.”
He’s robbed banks throughout California, most recently in Vista, and there’s a reward of $16,000 for information leading to his arrest.
But we just have to ask: Why is it that a young or even middle-aged bank robber offends our moral sensibilities to the very core (unless he’s disguised as Ronald Reagan), but we kinda can’t help rooting for an elderly one? It’s just so… ballsy! Plus he’s turning the tables on that whole “old people are invisible” trope.
Run, Geezer Bandit, run!