Taxes and the other thing

    I had to send in Dad's tax payments yesterday. I brought the materials to the hospital in hopes he'd be up to signing the checks, but he really seemed to be too shaky. I'm perfectly able to sign his checks since my name is on the accounts; however, it isn't physically on the checks. So a red flag goes up at the IRS, one of the things you least want to see. However, after the kind of last few weeks I've had, a beef with the IRS would probably be a relief by comparison.