The insurance agent's office told me, "don't worry, we'll take care of you"

I finally called the toll free number, and the insurance company told me that the agent hasn't submitted anything, and that I would have to go online and submit my police report, estimate for repair, and photos of damage.

It used to be, that when you buy insurance from an agent, they were working for you. They got paid residuals on your policy. If needed, they represented you and went to bat for you against the the insurance agency adjusters. They agent is suppose to represent your interest, help you get paid, help you recover your losses. For that, you bring all of your business, and buy his umbrella policy for your home, cars, and whatever else. In today's world, with the internet, I may as well cut off the agent and buy a policy online. It's the same level of service. Zero service. Do everything yourself with the website.

 

Rice. Ground beef. Greek yogurt. Tomato. Onion. Cilantro. Cheese.

A bowl of leftovers. Cleaning out the refrigerator.

 

Happy Humpeth Day Nor Cal.

Jim

 

That is an unusual truck. Certainly would be noticeable to me.

 

I've long known I was 12th generation "American." Recently my dad has done a bit of genealogy work and it's interesting to see the family tree, how far back it goes, and what we were doing in those days. Everything interesting is on my dad's side of the family. My mom's 100% Finnish, though she and both her parents were born in the US.

Going up my paternal grandfather's side of the tree, the first landed in the colonies from England in 1633. The white population in the colonies at the time was a little over 5000 people. His grandson was born in Boston and fought the British during the Revolutionary War. Going up my paternal grandmother's side of the tree, I'm a direct descendant of Capt. Billy Bush, a close friend of Daniel Boone and who helped settle Kentucky at Ft. Boonesborough. Soon after, they fought the Indians and British at the Siege of Ft Boonesborough. Had they not successfully defended the fort, the British would have been able to attack the colonies from the West via Ft Detroit. It was a critical victory in the Revolutionary War, and really only succeeded when IT RAINED as the Shawnee attempted to burn the fort to the ground.

Much later, I have ancestors that fought on both sides of the Civil War. Anyone else have some interesting history in their family?

 

My family tree doesn't trace back like yours. I've only got about the last century. I'm jealous. I only wish that I could have that amount of history and traceable lineage. From the very little that I've heard in whispers, I'm descended from anti-government subversives, who were criminals trying to eradicate their homelands of communism, foreign occupation, and royal dynasties. My ancestors fought for freedom, and democracy. If their side had won the war, they would have remained as heroes. Instead, my ancestors fled, as fugitives, to The USA. Much like many freedom fighters who are considered to be criminals in their homeland. Much like how a lot of other immigrant groups came to this country. Much like how people are still coming to this country.

 

There's a local grocery store which is independently owned and operated. I don't really know the people. Just a familiarity of recognized faces. Brief interactions at the checkstand and when I ask for help locating an item. The store is big enough that it is like a little Safeway. Small enough that the actual owner is out on the sales floor working alongside the employees.
for whatever reason, the owner stopped for a second, and vented his frustration today. He has been there 16 hours a day, for the past 3 weeks. A core group of employees is out on Covid protocol. Like a lot of workplaces, there are workers who develop a little clique, where they all work the same shifts, and socialize together. They decided to have their own unofficial company Christmas party. They all caught Covid together.

Keep in mind, that I don't really know this guy. I'm just a familiar face to him. He doesn't know me. It's not like we drink beers in the driveway like neighbors do. Dude kind of jerks his head, wiggles his finger, and indicates to follow him. I follow him to the produce stockroom. He pulls out a couple of boxes, and rips them open. He hands me a bunch of beets the size of softballs, with the greens attached, and a little net bag with about a half dozen avocado. He says that those just came in. I can see how fresh they were. He tells me, "Happy New Year". I thank him profusely. Then I walk right out of the store with the items in my hand, and without paying for them. Waiving and saying goodbye to cashier at the register right by the door. I wonder if I stole those items.

I saute the beet greens with purple onion, garlic, and ginger. Top it off with Greek yogurt. I brown some ground beef, add tofu, then put that into a bowl with the beet root and avocado.

 

I don't know too much about my family history. I know my paternal grandparents were born in England and met while on the ship to America. I know they moved to Salt Lake City, and my dad was raised there. My dad joined the Navy and was a radio operator first in the Aleutian's and then on the USS Midway, (before they added the second catapult.) He spent time in Morocco, as well. My mom was a cryptographer in Washington DC for the US Army, when she met my dad while on leave. I have been told that my great grandfather worked in the steel mills in Pennsylvania. I didn't know my maternal grandmother as she died when I was very young. My maternal grandfather worked for Mc Donnell Douglas in Long Beach, CA. He died in church in 1965. All my immediate family members have passed away. I am the only one left.

Jim

 

Happy thirsty Thursday Nor Cal.
What is it with the food photos? Every time I see them it makes me hungry. LOL

Jim

 

 

 

The crab keeps coming. My brother in law dropped off 2 more. The yield on 2 crabs is about 1/2 bowl of crab meat. A lot of work cracking all the shells and digging out every morsel of meat. I made a salad of whatever I had around the house. Beets, mangos, avocado, tomato. And yes, I eat the stuff inside of the shell. Crab butter. I pour it over the leg and body meat, give it a little toss, and it flavors the meat.

 

I've been subscribed to Family Search. for a few years now. I've been able to trace my father's family back to the early 1500s, and have ID'd my 15th great grandfather in Germany. I found that the family name changed at least 4 times that I could identify. On my mother's side, I could only go to her parents, who were both from Lithuania. So far, that side has been a dead-end.

Now that DNA searching is possible, I might find other surprises that are not show by a simple geneology search.

 

I will have to check it out.

Jim

 

I would imagine that public records simply didn't exist, or were not maintained, in a lot of countries. Some families keep their own histories. I would suspect that in the future, with DNA databases, a lot of long lost relatives may reconnect. People with common DNA, who will have no idea how they could be related.