My father has died, long, sorry

Okay, now I’m officially pissed.

I was at my mother’s house today, and a FedEx truck pulls up. The package delivered said “legal documents” so we opened it.

Huh, it was from a firm of personal injury lawyers, a book of theirs on “Winning a lawsuit with dignity” Yeah, right. My dad hasn’t even been dead for a frakking week, and the vultures send her something like this. Probably got his name out of the newspaper articles, or from the television news story.

My inclination is to burn the book and mail them the ashes, but Mom wouldn’t like it. However, I think my Dad may have appreciated it. I won’t do it of course, but just thinking about it makes me feel better.