Wasn’t in Obama who said, in one of these TV ads I saw, that his mother fought very hard against the health insurance companies before her death?
If so - and if that fact were true - wouldn’t you think that a son would be beside his mother during her time of need? Especially when she’s so stressed out by the insurance company policies?
Very interesting...........
Especially considering that he was and is a lawyer. And had been for four years! Seems he'd have been particularly adept at fighting the insurance companies. But that would have made it difficult to put the "bite" on them for his "community activist" activities.
Who was her executor?
My mom got ill while living in a mobile home she owned in a park; I brought her home to my house a few miles away and we closed hers. A few months later her condition worsened and she asked to go to the hospital to control the pain.
The Indian doctor who spoke very poor English was adamant about moving her directly to hospice and I equally adamant that he accept my mother’s wishes to remain in hospital.
While he was manuevering to move her she died on us and we parted company, the animus remaining still.
I went through agony over her will which was neither holographic or written according to the clerks in probate court and even more grief as I begged the judge to allow the distribution of her meager estate according to her wishes among her 11 grandchildren, including the step-grandchildren.
Finally the asshat of a lawyer who had his clerk write the papers showed up in court with me and the judge dressed him down for the poor job he had done and granted me relief.
Only the hospital gave me no argument, all the rest involved were like vultures in the desert waiting for the sun to go down.
I still owe the shyster $800 according to a summary judgement he got when I was out of state, he thinks I owe it!
The final probate was never completed as the clerks wouldn’t file it - probably in the file cabinet behind their lazy butts in the Ventura County probate offices.
Unlike my dad who died the year before Kennedy was assassinated to the very day, Mom has never come to visit me; Dad comes by every once in awhile to do the things we started to do and never got done but he leaves before we get there and I somehow end up in this big noisy room watching an 80 year old man vacuuming a floor that goes nowhere and running a glass box that sucks smoke.
And maybe some of his (then) recent Harvard Law School education could have helped with that.