Today I opened up the envelope containing my insurance premium that arrived in the mail last week and is due in a few days. I was going to write a check and mail it in the envelope provided along with the payment stub. Well, there was no return envelope or payment stub, just a statement with instructions on how to pay online or by phone. I tried both with no success. Online it would not accept my credit card and by phone the automated voice wanted me to repeat everything until I got frustrated and hung up. In the end I wrote a check and mailed to my insurance agent with a note expressing my frustrations and asking them to figure it out.
A collection of stories from the life of Michael Burke. He worked for the Forest Service in Alaska, California, and Oregon. He lives in Oakland, OR. His wonderful wife, Celia, passed in May of 2021
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FOUR YEAR ANNIVERSARY
It is four years today when Celia left this word, something I think about every day. It is not all sorrow as I think back on her humor, w...
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It is four years today when Celia left this word, something I think about every day. It is not all sorrow as I think back on her humor, w...
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In my early days with the Forest Service we were called upon to fight fires with little choice in the matter, especially on our days off or ...
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One of my most memorable Thanksgivings was when I lived in Eugene from 1991 to 2000. My two children were with me on Thanksgiving of 1992...
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