"My strangest thing & experience via the mail"
by dave by baptiste chirot
(actually what follow is true, and not made up)--
In 1978, instead of receiving my tax returns, I rec'd a letter
informing me that I had used an improper social security number. The
number belonged however to a person with the same name as me, who had died
in Vietnam.
The letter informed me that I had either made a mistake or
perhaps
lost my card--the latter was true: I had written out the number from
memory. Having used it for several years, of course i thought I knew it
"by heart".
I went to the social security office and applied for a new number,
which was granted--and redid my taxes.
Shortly thereafter I began receiving letters from the Veterans'
Administration informing me of all my benefits and including all sorts of
information and forms.
My wife wanted me to take advantage of these, but I
declined--after all, I seemed to be at once me, a dead soldier, and a
veteran. To further descend into the labyrinths of bureaucracy seemed
dangerous let alone mind boggling.
I didn't want to wind up being "wanted dead or alive" by so great
a
power as the United States Federal Government.
No sir.
So far they seem to have graciously left me alone.
Though one never knows . . .
