The estate of affairs

I’d say I’ve been as busy as a beaver, but I avoid trite phrases like a plague.  Ahem.

That said, I have been hustling to complete my work as executor of mom and dad’s estate before I depart for Korea next week.  They didn’t leave a large estate but it has been a pain the ass to deal with regardless.  I closed the savings account out yesterday and mailed checks to my brothers.  I’ve been getting forms notarized and “medallion stamped” in a complicated process to get ownership of several small stock funds transferred.  We had an auction house handle all the household goods but things sold for a tiny fraction of their value.  Ah well.

Still to come is an auction for my mother’s doll collection.  She had several hundred and by the book they should bring a pretty penny.  Unfortunately, no one pays book value and in this economy people just aren’t spending money for vintage dolls.  I feel bad about that, because mom always thought she had made a wise investment with her collecting hobby.  I take some solace in the fact that folks are getting bargains and mom always loved a bargain.

Monday I will visit my probate attorney and sign the “final accounting” papers for the estate.  I guess it turns out to be true that there is a final accounting at the end of our time on earth.

I also met with a CPA today to get my personal tax situation squared away before I fly.  Uncle Sam has traditionally  given me a good rogering at tax time.  This year South Carolina is poised to bite me in the ass real hard as well.

Anyway, things are what they are I suppose.  Once I’m in Korea I’ll  be able to think about something else for awhile.

Low tide West Sea

For some reason I seem to prefer the East Sea to the West Sea.  Well, I’ve been to the East Sea several times, and the West Sea only once, if that’s an accurate measure of preference.  But truthfully speaking, they are both equally nice.  I guess I just enjoy the mountain drive to the east coast better than the somewhat shorter drive to the west.

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I don’t know why, but no matter which Korean coast I’m on, it’s cloudy/raining.

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The view from the room…

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Jee Yeun soaks her feet in the West Sea.

Prescott, Arizona

I lived in Prescott in the late 70s/early 80s.  It was a happy time.  At least looking back on it.  But then again, there was a divorce and a broken heart to deal with.  Still, I was big into softball, x-country skiing, and I was the local union president for the National Association of Letter Carriers.  And I really loved the beauty of living in Arizona’s Mile High City.

What’s the point of getting old if you can’t look back on fond memories?

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My modified A-Frame at 1980 Shadow Valley Road.

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Our first little house at 785 Western Avenue.

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Me on skis.  Imagine that…

Another one bites the dust

So, I was playing around on Google and came across this arbitration decision posted by the National Association of Letter Carries (NALC).  It was a sweet reminder of those long ago days when I represented the Postal Service in grievance hearings.  I never took joy in seeing someone lose their job (ok, I took much satisfaction in winning the case, but I maintained empathy for the plight of the individual involved) but it was a responsibility I took seriously.
I miss my working life.  But looking back on 34 years of government service, I can see it was mostly meaningless.  It sure did seem important at the time though.

Here’s hoping things turned out OK in your life Mr. Brooks.

Up the down staircase

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Unlike in the USA, many bars in Korea are upstairs.  This is an example from a bar in Songtan, just outside the Osan Air Force Base.  These are about the worst I encountered and were quite difficult to manage even while sober.  I guess the Korean trial lawyers aren’t on their game like their American counterparts.

Did my Congressman just tell me to go BLANK myself?

So, I wrote my Congress-critter a nice letter indicating my opposition to the Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA) currently pending before the house.  Today via email I got this response:

JOE WILSON
2nd District, South CarolinaASSISTANT MAJORITY WHIPCOMMITTEES:
ARMED SERVICES
Chairman, Personnel Subcommittee
FOREIGN AFFAIRS
EDUCATION AND THE WORKFORCE
HOUSE POLICY
CONGRESS OF THE UNITED STATES
HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES
COUNTIES:
AIKEN*
ALLENDALE
BARNWELL
BEAUFORT
CALHOUN*
HAMPTON
JASPER
LEXINGTON
ORANGEBURG*
RICHLAND*
* parts of
January 18, 2012

Mr. John McCrarey
301 [redacted] Dr
Columbia, SC

Dear Mr. McCrarey,
BLANK

It is an honor to serve the people of the Second Congressional District of South Carolina.

If I may ever be of assistance please do not hesitate to contact me.

Sincerely,
(signed)
Joe Wilson
Member of Congress
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Now, he’s the guy who called Obama a liar during the State of the Union speech.  And I can appreciate that he says what he thinks.  Still, I think I deserve better than a somewhat ambiguous “BLANK”.  Was he just trying to be polite?

 

Day of days

Today is the first anniversary of my mother’s death.  I’m missing her and of course wishing things could have been different for her.  She loved life, her grandkids and great-grandkids, the holidays, and all the simple joys it is so easy to take for granted.  I’ll always regret not having been a better son for her.  She always asked so little from her family and unfortunately, too often that is all got.  Ah well.  In the end I was with her for what little comfort I could give.  She told me “I love you for coming home to me”, and I will always have that moment to remember.

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This is the last photo I took of her, a day or two before she died.  She would have hated it of course,  but it was both a special and sad time and I think she’d be happy to be remembered, regardless of the circumstances.  I love you mom.

This morning Jee Yeun left for Korea.  The house without her seems so empty and quiet.  You kind of fall into a rhythm when you share your life with someone, and her departure has left me feeling particularly out of sorts.

She’s going home to help take care of her sister he recently suffered a massive stroke.  She will also be with her family to celebrate the lunar new year, and that’s a good thing.  Finally, she will be doing all the heavy lifting associated with moving house.  She’s taking an apartment in the same building at Gireum station, just two floors lower down.

I’ll be following in two or three weeks.  I have to finalize matters associated with my parent’s estate before I can leave the country.  It’s a real pain in the ass, but at least I have some powerful motivation to get it done.

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Welcome home to the Land of the Morning Calm sweetheart.  I miss you and I love you.