Today, in the mail, I received an letter addressed to my dad. It was an offer for life insurance. Dad's has been dead almost eight years. I thought it was funny, in an "Oh, geez." kind of way.
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1 comment:
We get them all the time here in MD. For awhile I thought they were for your brother before Karen clued me into the fact that it was in fact your Dad. Man, did I feel stupid for a minute there.
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