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Sunday, Feb. 26, 2017
A new year with an old problemPosted Tuesday, January 31, 2017, at 10:02 AM
We will go into February tomorrow. One twelfth of 2017 is behind us already. We had a busy January with a little snow to enjoy. We have a new president and first family. We have the Super Bowl just around the corner. Spring can't be too far off.
Hopefully, we will all see good things in the coming year.
With each new year we have to go through the dreaded tax filing time. It starts toward the end of January and does not end until April 15. Don't hold me to this, but I think I read somewhere where the filing date for the 2016 taxes will be April 17, 2017. Maybe because the 15th falls on Saturday we will have a couple extra days.
As a rule, my husband and I file the short form with standard deductions so it is pretty well down in black and white. The goal at our household has always been to break even. My husband always tried to have enough taxes held out of his check so he would not owe any extra at the end of the year. Very few things upset him but having to pay additional taxes is one of those few things.
I remember well my Grandpa Chipman always said the two things for sure in this life are taxes and death. I always thought it was a bit gloomy statement but I guess it is true. He always hated tax time.
Worry does not and never will solve a problem. There are things we can do to help in all situations, even taxes, but worry is not one of them.
My husband and I have filed joint taxes for 49 years and we have survived every one of them, so I suppose we will make it through our half century filing deadline this year.
As I look back on the milestones of our life together, I can't remember much about our early tax returns but Jan. 26 stands out as a remembered date. Jan. 26, 2017, marked the 51st anniversary of the day my husband went into the Army and the 49th anniversary of the day he was released from the Army. I remember well the day we left Fort Hood, Texas, on our way home to northeast Arkansas.
During the draft days, young men were called to serve active duty for two years. Two years then seemed so much longer than it does today. As so many young men in those days, my husband spent one of the two years of his service in Vietnam. We married the week after he returned from Vietnam. He then went to Texas to finish his last months in the military.
I have a great respect for our young men and women then and today who are willing to serve our country in the military. We always remember those serving and those who have served on the Fourth of July, Memorial Day or Veteran's Day, but I think we should be thankful for them every day.
We don't have the draft today. We have an all volunteer military and it still stands strong.
Again, let's hope we have a good year. I know for sure it will pass fast so we best try to enjoy each day.
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Revis Blaylock has been on staff with the Manila Town Crier for over 35 years. She has enjoyed making friends in all the areas that the Town Crier covers. This blog contains her general ramblings about events throughout Buffalo Island. She welcomes your comments and ideas for future stories.