Sorry fellas, I’m still here…

photo by Chandra

In July 2007, I received a letter from an insurance company with whom I have a small annuity. They pay me about $230 a year around my birthday, which is in July.


The letter, addressed to ‘Estate of (me)’ says:

‘Dear Sir/Madam:

We have recently been advised of the death of (me). On behalf of (them) please accept my deepest sympathy on your loss.

In order to determine our requirements we require the following:

1) Date of death

2) Name and address of the person handling the Estate

Upon receipt of this information, I will write you regarding this policy.

Should you have any questions or concerns, please do not hesitate to contact me.

Sincerely, etc.’

My death was a total surprise to me

My death at the time was a total surprise to me, and since I did have a concern, I called the guy who signed the letter and asked how come I hadn’t been advised of my death and he had.

I also asked who told him I died. He personally didn’t know because he’s only the guy who writes the letters.

I was deeply saddened to learn of my demise.


I was deeply saddened to learn of my demise as you can imagine. I still had some mischief in mind.

Was I really dead? Was I a ghost? I tried walking through my bedroom wall, it wasn’t a good idea. All I got for my effort was a bruised nose. Oh, well — I was obviously still here.

Was I a ghost?

Concerned about losing the $200 they’d already mailed me, they had immediately put a stop payment on the cheque I’d just received, signed and deposited at my bank. It had to be replaced later so they at least got to hold on to my two hundred bucks longer. I hope that made up for the disappointment of my not being dead.

Well fellas, I’m still here…


Well, here it is 2020, and while looking for something else, I found their old letter. How can anyone throw away a gem like that? When was the last time you were notified of your death?


Well, sorry fellas, I’m still here and have no plans of checking out soon. I intend to stick around and make trouble for as long as I can. I’m not quite done with this adventure yet.

34 thoughts on “Sorry fellas, I’m still here…

  1. Muriel’s gravestone: Here lies Muriel Kauffmann. We think. She was dead before, but it didn’t take. That puts her in some rarified company!

    • Dear Dotter: I’m so glad you are as nutty as I am. I’m also glad you are clever enough to figure out the new-fangled system WordPress came up with. Grrrrr.. They’re trying to make me crazy. Love ya, Maughm

  2. Glad you are alive Muriel! If you did walk through those walls of your bedroom, you would have crashed into my living room! Now that would not have been good for both of us! For that reason, I am so happy that you are alive 🙂

  3. Glad it wasn’t ‘07, ‘17, and I’ll say ‘27 too. They don’t know who they’re messing with. Screw the insurance folks, Covid, smoke and whatever else they throw your/our way…you pitbull.

  4. This is priceless, Muriel—you’ve given me a good laugh—thank you! And thank goodness that you’re still here! We need all the “levity” we can get these days, what with “the virus”, the smoky haze, etc.etc. I love the pictures you’ve chosen, and your creative mind, as well:)

    • Good to hear from you Val and thanks for reading my blog. I do enjoy writing it. I must say when I found this old letter, I thought it would be a great thing to write about during this difficult time. If I gave you a good laugh, I did well enough. All the best, Muriel

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