Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Catalogs, Junk Mail, Solicitations & Pain at Christmas by Karla Stover


Wynters Way          A Line To Murder (A Puget Sound Mystery Book 1)     Murder, When One Isn't Enough
Historical mystery                Murder in Tacoma, WA.    Murder on Hood Canal

     The day before Thanksgiving, my husband and I went to put flowers on my parents' grave sites. When we returned home, Mom had a solicitation from the insurance company, Kaiser Permanente, and together they had a request for money. The week before, three Dr. Leonard catalogs arrived. Those are regularly followed by Blair, Haband, the Salvation Army, Disabled Veterans, Indian tribes, and I can't, right now, think of who all else.

     Being an orphan is horrible, at the best of times, but the constant reminders coming through the mail make it even worse. And everything sent to my parents is passed on to me because I was the executor and have a forwarding address at the post office.

    When they first passed away, I tried sending notes back to the various solicitors letting them know about their deaths. Fat lot of good that did! And, of course, their names have been sold. Today, the Emerald Queen (EQC) Hotel & Casino sent a fold-out flier of coming events. My folks never went to the EQC, let alone used any sort of identification there.

It hurts to have this come, to be constantly reminded that I will never see my folks again. I wish I knew how to make it all stop.


  1. I have no idea how to do this except toss it in the circular file.

  2. Sorry, I have no advice to give. It is a curse of the modern world. I support several charities and thus am sent regular begging letters from foundations I have never heard of. I keep a PO Box so that this mail is sent there so does not appear in my home mail box.


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