When I worked at the nursing home, we had a resident there by the name of Hebert Jones. He was a sweet old man. 104 years old. But he got confused sometimes. Once he walked out of the nursing home (not on my shift, thank God) and stood in the middle of Carmel Drive (a farily busy street) and started DIRECTING TRAFFIC!! He was out there for about 10 minutes before one of the nurses noticed he was missing.
Can you imagine that?