Thursday, October 30, 2008

The 2008 Election - Seriously?

It's, what, five days away? And what do we have to show for it?

In this corner we have the Republican team of John McCain & Sarah Palin. Mr. McCain is a great guy. I went to school with his son and heard him speak on a couple of occasions. He is definitly Presidential material. However, if elected, he will be oldest President at election time with a record of health problems. I wish him no harm but the tag team of Father Time and The Grim Reaper do not care how nice you are. When they roll the dice and it comes up Double Death Heads - you're toast. Then who do we have? Sarah "I Can See Russia From My House" Palin. Great! Can you see the brigades of Soviet tanks rolling across Eastern Europe? Because that's what you'll see within six months of you taking over the White House. Chick - I'm too freaking old to be sent to France, but guess what? With the abortion going on in Iran and the anaemic actions in Afghanistan, I'm all you got. I can has body armor?

Now, In this corner, we have the Democratic team of Barack Obama & Joe Biden. Why the HELL can't it be Joe Biden & Barack Obama? Mox nix I guess. So, Barack - can you see Russia from your home? Can you see the brigades of Soviet tanks rolling across Eastern Europe? Because that's what you'll see within six months of you taking over the White House. Bro - I'm too freaking old to be sent to France, but guess what? With the abortion going on in Iran and the anaemic actions in Afghanistan, I'm all you got. I can has body armor? But that might be a moot point. It's a sad fact in this country that you will have a target on your forehead from day one. Then we have Joey.

Where, oh where is the Dream Team???? McCain Liberman.

Le Sigh.......

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Post Two

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

On Becoming An Orphan

Sorry for the long post, but I feel that, besides entertainment, the purpose of a blog is to pass on important info & experiences. So, in this light, and because I just have this need to write about it, I wanted to pass on my thoughts & experiences and some advice on becoming an Orphan.

It kind of odd to think of a 45+ year old as an “Orphan”, but that’s what I am. I have absolutely no “upstream” family anymore. In fact, the only blood I have left on this rock are my kids – that’s so scary in this day & age. The only way I can describe being Orphaned is like this: Imagine you lived on the shore of a large lake for your whole life and your parents taught you to sail. Every time you went out, they were both on the dock, waving at you & cheering you on. They helped you get the boat in the water & back out every time. Then one time you look back, and there’s only one. While that’s a tad scary you still sailed and the remaining parent still helped. Then, one trip, you look back and the dock’s empty. You are truly on your own.

So, kids, let me lay some thoughts & “advice” on you. There are some legal terms I’ll throw in here, you’ll need to translate them into the legalese of your locality.

BEFORE you become an Orphan – have The Talk with your parents. Make certain they have a will. Laws vary from place to place but there are counties in Virginia that if you die with no will ALL your property belongs to the County. Your heirs get nothing. If you want to be very, very slick – have them put all things of value (real estate, cars, investments, the bank accounts, etc.) into a revocable trust and have you named as a co-trustee. This does two things: 1) upon becoming an Orphan everything passes to you immediately & without taxation. 2) Should your parent become incapable of taking care of themselves, you have access and rights to all assets to take care of them. Otherwise YOU pay all the expenses out of pocket or fight the insurance companies.

Next, check out their financial position – are they “free & clear” or do they owe debts? If the latter you MUST tally those up and buy a term life insurance policy for that amount + $10 - $20K with you as the beneficiary. Take that policy and put it in a fireproof safe on in a bank safe deposit box.

Lastly – make absolutely certain you know what your parents’ wishes are for their final arrangements. Get them to write it down. I went through Hell because all of Ma’s friends wanted me to have a funeral service when she left explicit instructions not to. You may want to take the last, morbid step with them and actually make the arrangements and get them paid for.

Now, if there are more than one of you – you have siblings – things can get complex. Invest the time & money NOW to see a good inheritance/estate lawyer and get that all hammered out.

So, time passes and the day comes when you are an Orphan.

Yeah – it hurts. No, you cannot prepare for it. The only thing I can tell you is that it will feel like someone has clobbered you with a large club to the head and rammed a spear thru your heart. If you are very lucky you’ll simply go numb for an hour or so. That does not prepare you for the dreams, later.

Sadly – putting your parent’s affairs in order afterwards is a business and you must treat it that way. If you do not you will get eaten alive and have nothing to show for it. So, here is the time table for the first 48 hours:

1) Notify the local authorities if you need to. Ma was alone when she died so the place had to be treated like a crime scene. If they were attended, you can skip this step.

2) Notify the mortician ASAP. They can take possession of the body (that’s all it is now, you have to accept that) and get the Death Certificate process rolling. I cannot express the importance of that !!!!!!! Everything hinges on this.

3) Sweep the residence for valuables. You are looking for cash, jewelry, stocks, bonds, other negotiable items, fine art, checks, credit cards and identification. Get them out of the house. There are scum who watch activity such as bodies being moved and death notices then break in to the house. You might even consider getting all the locks changed.

4) Now, go eat & get some rest. You will not feel like eating – you have to! And put the damned booze bottle down. There will be time for that later.

5) The next day you must go see the mortician and follow their directions. Depending on the instructions left you may have to pick out a set of clothes, etc. They will ask you for information for the Death Certificate. Make certain you know, or have on record, your parents social security number, date of birth, level of education, parents names (birth parents), place of birth, etc. It is beyond important to get all of this right. Again – your efforts will stop without that DC!!! Get at least 10 copies.

6) If your parent was getting newspapers delivered you must stop the subscription. A pile of news papers out front tells every scumbag out there the place is empty & unattended. Go by the house daily to get the mail.

7) Call all the credit card companies and cancel the cards. They may ask for a copy of the DC. Get a fax number and when the DC comes in, fax it over to them. Have them send final bills to you.

8) Call any banks or mortgage companies your parent owed loans to. Inform them of the event – they may already have insurance on the loan and you will only need to send them a DC copy.

9) If they are on pension or getting some sort of annuity contact those folks.

10) Remember that insurance policy you took out? Call them NOW. They will need to get a claim form to you.

11) OK, as you are a co-trustee, you are also a co-signer on their checking accounts. Notify the bank and get a print out of the state of the account on the day the parent passed.

12) Did they have investments? If so, contact the broker or agency they used. Again – get a print out of the valuation on the day they passed.

13) If you had spoken to an estate attorney – call them now.

14) Go eat, get some rest, have one – ONE – drink. You have no idea how vulnerable you are right now.

You’ve survived the first 48 hours. There are two major events coming up:

1) The services & funeral. Do not let more than two weeks pass in getting this done. Your religion may require faster action. There is always that one relative that just can’t fit you in – screw’em. Do what needs to be done and move on.

2)Getting the death certificate. This is what allows to move forward. If someone asks you for a copy of the certificate, always ask; “Do you need a sealed original, or will a photocopy do?” Most will accept a photo copy, some will need an original, some will need to see the original & make a copy for themselves.

Now, gather the original will, an original Certificate, all auto titles, the deed to any real estate, the bank valuations you got back in steps 10 & 11 and call the Clerk of The Court for Probate Matters (or whatever they call it in your neck of the woods). Make your appointment and make certain all heirs named in the will are there.

Take at least one full week off from work. You need to go back to the house/apt. and clean out the food stuff and sweep again for valuables. Keep the yard tidy. Start cleaning the place as you will probably be selling it unless you or one of your siblings really wants it. Once the County & the lawyers say it’s OK, get property titled/deeded into your name.

Now, remember I said to get that insurance policy for debts + $10 - $20K more? When it comes in pay off the debts, pay off the funeral arrangements then do something for your self! Something nice. Buy that iPod you always wanted, maybe go on a trip but, for the Love of God, don’t use it for anything practical like paying off debts. I’m saving mine to trick out the bike this winter ;)

Folks will ask what they can do to help. Your first reaction is going to be “Nothing, I have it all under control!” Let them help. Even if it’s just bringing over a meal – let them help. Some things they cannot do legally.

One day you will need to clean out the old house. Your first impulse will be to save everything. Don’t. You will be able to judge if something should be kept because it’s valuable and may be e-Bay worthy. As for sentimental value – hold the object (if you can). Do you get an immediate, strong memory? Is it something you literally grew up with and gives you a sense of comfort? If so, keep it. If not, donate it if you can.

Yes, things return to normal over time. You will find yourself thinking & doing odd things. I actually found myself dialing my Ma’s number to tell her how nice the folks at the DMV had been in getting her car titled in my name!!!! Well, you have five stages of grief to get through. Find support where you can, move on.

Well, kids, that’s all I have. I hope this gives you some decent guidance. If you have questions, I’ll be here. I have a couple of urchins to raise.

The National D-Day Memorial

This past weekend was Family Weekend at Virginia Tech. As this is my son's second year, we did all of the "family stuff" last year. As the Cadets' Pass In Review was late this year (1100) we didn't have time to get to Danville for the AAF Tank Museum, so he took us to the National D-Day Memorial (http://www.dday.org/). Here's a short tour:
The Memorial is planned out such that you follow the progress of OVERLORD from planning -> landing -> push inland -> liberation of Paris.
You start with The Supreme Commander, Allied Forces, Gen. Eisenhower..
Over Eisenhower's head is a mosaic of the landing plan....
The General is overloking an English garden that pays tribute to the headquarters they used in England:
The garden is planted to represent the SHAEF Shield:
As you make your way up the stairs to the Gray Plaza, you pass by the plaques honoring the brave men from VPI (VA Tech) and VMI who have served this Country throughout the years, especially on D-Day:
I could take no photo that did Gray Plaza's vastness justice. The western wall lists all of the American fighters that never made it off the beach:
The eastern wall pays tribute to the fighters of the other Allied forces:
At the far end of the eastern wall were seven plaques describing the "Widows & Mothers" medals awarded by some of the allies to families of those left behind:
Now you come to the center piece of the memorial; the Landing Tableau:






What I could not capture is that there are nozzles placed just under the water that fire a burst of compressed air to simulate the enemy fire striking the water. The landing soldiers are making for The Wall, a sculpture meant to evoke the terrible struggle these brave men faced in their mission:

Now it's time to go up to the Eustace Plaza that surrounds the OVERLORD Vicory Arch - on the way - say "Hi!" to the Grasshopper - an observation plane:

Once on the plaza, you see the first soldier over the top of The Wall;Directly behind him you can see the Gray Plaza and the Greek Dome from the first couple of pictures. Gray Plaza is divided into five zones to represent the five beach heads; which were....?
Under the OVERLORD Victory Arch is a reminder of the cost:
The Memorial if full of symbolism. The Victory arch is topped by alternating black & white stripes such as were painted on the wings of the allied planes. The height of the Arch is described as "66 feet, 44 inches."
Marking the transition from the landing to the push inland is this powerful sculpture:
From there you walk down a Parade that is meant to represent the many plazas and aveneus that the Allies passed through while liberating Europe. The Parade ends in a Tribute to all those wounded in all of America's Military Actions:
Well, this went on much too long. Anyway - I hope you enjoyed the mini-tour. Please visit the web site for operating hours. If you stopped to read every plaque in the place - count on being there three hours or more.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The First Post

Or – An introduction to this dipsomaniac called KaosDad
Part One – The Early Years

Daddy was a Sea Captain. So I never had a place to call home. The first place I remember with any clarity is New Port, RI. We lived in a small cottage on some land owned by a farmer. He took some of his fallow ground and divided it up, built some houses and rented them out to the families of the sea going folk in the area. It was in this house, at the tender age of six, that my life almost ended.

But, I am ahead of my self, as usual.

I was first lent out to the world while Dad was in the Philippines. It was from his base there that he kept a watchful eye on the Chinese, Korean, and Russian pirates that patrolled the China Sea & The Pacific Ocean. I have no memories of this place save a few photos. We seemed happy enough. Evidently I was cared for by Philipina House Girls and only after I was bathed & dressed would I be handed over to my birth mother. The images play out in a blur of home snapshots and official photographs.

We were moved, when I was four, to Rhode Island. It was there that Pops would rotate between teaching aspiring Captains in the art of pirate stalking and actually going to sea to ply his skills. It was there that in a fit of childhood terror I ran after my Mother – across the wide open, unfinished floor of the basement – running-back style and hit the plate glass of the back door just as it latched into its frame. There was a shatter, a scream, and I froze. I was half in the house and half out – thru the door, which was closed. I looked up to see my Mother, a horrific, wide eyed gaze on her face, pointing at he as she said; “Do not move.” She pushed my head down slightly and backwards until I was free of the shattered door and looked up to see a glass dagger that, just seconds before, was poised over my spine – ready to kill me or, worse, commit me to being a quadriplegic for the rest of my days.

I am convinced that this was God’s message to me that I am divine & chosen to bring either great goodness to His earth – or destroy it utterly.