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Yes. This is all a great idea.
Having dealt with my dad pashing a couple of years ago, the best piece of advice is to make sure every deed, title, bank account, etc. has two people's names on them. It makes life so much easier. Everything of my wife and mine and my mom's has two names on it. We use OR and not AND, so if something happens, a survivor has immediate access to everything with no hashle.
Also, do your family a favor and get rid of your "stuff." If it's something you actually use or has some personal or real value to survivors, that's different. But if it's some random bottle cap or ticket stub or rusty screwdriver ... get rid of it.
If I write something up and have a notary sign it, is it a legal document the court will follow?
My dad was the opposite. He never got rid of anything, and then I had to get rid of everything. If windshield wipers, fan belts, tires, spark plugs, etc. were bad enough for you to replace, there wasn't a reason to keep the old ones.
Maybe it's just an area thing, but I'm of an age where most of my friends and ashociates are losing parents. All of us commiserate about having to get rid of "stuff" that should have been gone 40-50 years ago. Most of our parents grew up at the end of the Depression or during war rationing. "Wellllll, you never know when you might need that."
My dad was the opposite. He never got rid of anything, and then I had to get rid of everything. If windshield wipers, fan belts, tires, spark plugs, etc. were bad enough for you to replace, there wasn't a reason to keep the old ones.
Maybe it's just an area thing, but I'm of an age where most of my friends and ashociates are losing parents. All of us commiserate about having to get rid of "stuff" that should have been gone 40-50 years ago. Most of our parents grew up at the end of the Depression or during war rationing. "Wellllll, you never know when you might need that."
Yup. You can sit with an estate attorney and a good one will go through everything. Your house, your car, your life insurance, who gets the dog and cat? They will draw it up, get it notarized and you should give a copy to your executor and also put the original in a safe deposit box.
Just be sure you put where the key is. We couldn't find my sister's. Or the backup. The bank won't just open it. The office manager of their business said my sister often put stuff in the box and carried the key in her purse. I reached out to the coroner. Sure enough, it was in her purse among the wreckage. I went back out there, got it. It was bent. It took about 45 minutes, but we were able to finally open it.
That's my Mom to a T. She never wants to get rid of anything, to the point of where my wife and I believe she's a hoarder. Not as bad as on TV (no dead animals around, for instance), but still fairly bad.
A few years back, we tried to get her to get rid of some stuff, arguing that Dad was having heart surgery and would need to be able to move around. That was a few weekends of emotion (really Mom, you want to keep this filthy telephone cord?), and we did get rid of some stuff. But now there's more.
My wife reminds me that at some point, we're going to have to be the ones to clean out the house. I tell her that I'd rather do it after both of them are gone because while I know it'll be difficult, I'd rather avoid devoting my parents' limited days to emotional battles over junk.
My wife reminds me that at some point, we're going to have to be the ones to clean out the house. I tell her that I'd rather do it after both of them are gone because while I know it'll be difficult, I'd rather avoid devoting my parents' limited days to emotional battles over junk.