My wife and I were looking forward to spending our first Christmas as a married couple together in Florida, celebrating our love and the joy of the season. Unfortunately, we received a call that her father passed away.
We flew out to California, and are now trying to get everything situated with the house, all the assets, and everything else associated with a trajedy like this. Obviously this is a great burden on my wife, as she has to deal with all this and cope with the death of her father. Here is a short list of things that are not helping the situation:
1. Her father left everything in total chaos. We are trying to track down all his assets vs. debts in order to settle the estate without any records for anything.
2. Trying to setup the funeral during the Christmas season, a time when we can't even contact his primary care practitioner to sign the death certificate.
3. (My favorite, and the reason for this topic) The vultures, the leaches, the filthy dregs of humanity who are trying to worm their way into the house, the money, and everything not welded to the floor. Today alone I've dealt with 13 people making claims on everything from toolboxes in the garage to the silver in the pantry. These people all insist that her father promised them these items, or that these items were loaned to him, and they're simply there to get their property back.
What the fu[b][/b]ck is wrong with people, that they don't even possess the decency to wait for his body to go into the ground before trying to steal everything that he'd amassed during his life? Is my wife not entitled to bury her father without fighting off the grubby paws of greedy chicken-hawks? Has the very concept of decency been so far removed from our society that people feel comfortable trying to rape the memory of a man's entire life, just to get a free toolbox?