In this last picture you can see the Ark way out back! Yes I know nobody cares, but I'm bored! LOL
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man does that look familiar, my front lawn before they cleaned out the main ditch. I hope it's going down and your power stays on.
you can always work on insurance receipts. That's enough to drive one to drink. Now where would I have put that.
In bad fires often many items get overlooked. Good to see if any pictures exist of items or the inside of the shed even better.
You simply forget you have/had that nice tool on the wall. If you provide nice paperwork and have reasonable expectations, you could
be quite pleased with how it turns out financially.
a little story to tell...
Over almost twenty years I handled a lot of claims. But nothing was more important, more poignant in some ways, and for sure,
the most educational, was my very first claim.
The very first day I started my general insurance practice in my little home town, the father of my best friend
came and bought car insurance from me. I saved him quite a bit too. It was early December, 1977. One week later he came with a tale of woe
about how his station wagon's wheel covers had been stolen. And he had gone and gotten an estimate and here it was. Wow. My first claim.
And he would never look me eye to eye. I had been a Travelers underwriter for the last seven years and all my alarm bells are now going off.
There was only one little problem. As both Randy's knows, I'm a car buff, was since high school, and I just knew he had plain Country Squire hub caps on his pristine station wagon and not the top of the line spinner ones on the estimate. More than a hundred dollars a piece, big money back then. Something wasn't right, but I told him I'd submit it right away.
I let it sit on my desk overnight. Politely the situation reeked of dishonesty. So, with heavy heart I drove a mile to his house, and as I drove up, what do you know but the garage doors
just happened to be up, and there were his hub caps neatly lined up along the wall. Oh, well, someone just returned them. So no problem, no problem.
I walked away after saying very little, glad it was not confrontational, and knew we both knew what had happened. And I could have turned him in, which coming from a family of lawyers
and trained to obey the law was seriously confusing to a 27 year old. Frankly I really felt betrayed. This was my best friend's father, how could he be so dishonest?
Well....he lived well over his pay grade, and Christmas was coming and he needed money for gifts. So why not tap the insurance company atm for some free cash?
To this day I have never said a word about this to his son, who is a genuinely good man and would bear this
as a permanent hurt. So I figured better to just sort of bury it.
Now there was a genuine life learning experience.
People get in over their heads financially and do stupid, often illegal things.
Even nice people. Even fathers who took me to the shore when my own father was too busy.
So no, I wasn't going to turn him in. His wife found out, and he got all the punishment he needed from her. And then some.
And the son is still a dear close friend. His daughter is my god daughter. Quakers aren't supposed to be Godfathers** but pretty lenient
with that rule...and now my Goddaughter has a houseful of little kids. Life is very good.
**
Do you solemnly swear to bring this child up in the Catholic Church, etc, etc? (Just say Yes)
Yes I do. Thankfully I never had to. Maybe a Christian Church would have been close enough.
Her father and I looked at each other and I said I was committing to make sure his daughter always had
a safety net and would not have to worry and that was all he wanted to hear.
And for sure she hasn't and won't hear this little tale.
Did you know your grandfather was a crook?
nice dinner conversation topic among family...like I'd ever get invited back.
thankfully none of them own tractors...
back to regular programming.My neighbor brought my loppers back and gave me five green peppers i'm going
to stuff for dinner. They in turn got a plate of home made chocolate brownies from me.