Bankruptcy

The next day, the bank called. “Mr. Barnacle, the Internal Revenue Service has levied on your bank account, so we are going to be dishonoring all checks that come in after today.” Ben picked up the phone and called the agent and got a recording that the agent was out of the office. “Probably to levy on my money”, sputtered Ben. Ben then picked up the telephone and called his lawyer. Barney Scrupples. “Barney, I need your help, the IRS is levying on my assets, they say we owe employment taxes, and at this point, I’m sure that we probably owe sales taxes, income taxes, county taxes, and who knows what else.” “Calm down, Ben, can you come to my office this afternoon?” “Yes”, said Ben. “Bring a list of your creditors, you know the people you owe money to, with you”, Barney replied.

That afternoon, Ben met with Barney and he suggested that Ben speak with his Chapter 11 Bankruptcy partner, Bob Ramino. Bob explained to Ben what to expect in Chapter 11 and that it doesn’t make debts go away, but buys you time to move forward with your business while you try and come up with a plan to work out your debts. Sooner or later the IRS would have to be paid out of the business, just not that day. Ben gave the attorney a list of creditors and the cash he had in the register at the business to cover the retainer and some of his own money as well.

Later that afternoon, Cakes, Inc. was officially in Chapter 11 with still running the business. The lawyer sent a copy of the filing as a matter of course to Mr. Sorbe at the IRS as well as to the District Director and to the bank. Now, Cakes could operate without hassles as long as it followed the rules and Ben sat down with an accountant to be sure he stayed current in the future on his employment tax filings.

Epilogue

January 1, 2011

After a valiant fight, Jack Jenkins died at 4 a.m.

September 1, 2011

“It’s ashame you had to pay all those taxes Sally. If only he had gotten to ‘I do’ before the heart attack”, Lawyer Dobbins remarked. “Actually, he did. Do you remember that trip we took to Washington, D.C. last fall?” Sally asked. “ Yes” replied the lawyer. “Here is the hotel registration, he listed us as Mr. and Mrs. Jack Jenkins at the Hyatt Hotel in D.C.. D.C. is a common-law marriage state and according to this legal opinion I got from a D.C. lawyer, we were married. He held me out as his wife. At that point I had been divorced from Beau. Please file the return claiming the spousal rights”, Sally asked. “That’s great news, they’ll be no taxes until you die, Sally”, the lawyer answered.

March 1, 2011

Brian Peterson was handed an estate tax return to review. It was for a guy named Jack Jenkins. He checked the assets, the appraisals, the arithmatic, and approved the return. He never questioned the marital deduction since there was a joint tax return on file for the last year of life of the decedent. He sent the file up for a closing letter and the return showed zero taxes due and owing. “I can see this guy did no planning. He left everything to his wife”, he thought.

WRITER’S COMMENT. This is one of those stories that as I started writing it, took on a life of its own and I could have had it go on for a few more weeks and probably will continue to write on this tale off-line. Clearly the moral here is that when the Government creates an incentive by handing out money, some evil minded people are going to try and get the money. Tomorrow a new tax tale on a different tax topic.

A night to remember

December 31, 2010

It was the social event of the season. Jack Jenkins was going to get married right after midnight. It was clear that he and Sally were meant for each other. As they danced the evening away and toasted in the New Year. But Jack wasn’t looking his usual happy go lucky self. He looked like he might have the flu. More than one person asked him are you okay? At 12:15 a.m., as the guests were seated to await the Bridal Entrance, a commotion occurred in one of the anterooms. “Dr. Reynolds can you come into the sitting room, its Jack?”, said a friend. Dr. Reynolds sprinted into the sitting room. Jack was unconscious on the floor, his face ashen. The doctor felt for a pulse and there was none. “Call 911 and I need the defribrillator machine.” A waiter ran down to the golf locker room and procured the machine which was kept for golfers who wanted to get in one last round of golf, and ran it up to the sitting room. The doctor applied the paddles. Nothing happened. He upped the amps, nothing happened. He tried again he got a faint pulse. At that point the ambulance arrived and Jack was taken in critical condition to the hospital.

Beau knows Jail

Detective Black returned to the hospital, “is he able to talk, yet?” “Yes, but only briefly”, the doctor answered.

“Good evening Mr. Beaudine, I’m Detective Black, I’m sorry about the handcuffs on your bed, but well, you tried to kill a man.” The detective then proceeded to read him his Miranda warning. “I want a lawyer”, Beaudine answered. “As I understand it you have the funds to hire one, since your victim gave you $200,000.” “So, you have your mouthpiece available tomorrow so that I can interview you”. “I’m not gonna answer any questions”, Beaudine responded. “Smart man”, the detective replied. “That will make it real easy to get your butt to jail for 25 to life. You have a nice day, now.”

December 15, 2010

No charges were brought against Jack Jenkins. Beau Beaudine was convicted of attempted murder after a long and rancorous trial. He was sentenced to 25 years to life. Sally got a divorce from Beau and of course custody of the children. Jack, Jr. received an interesting note in the mail. “You are hereby invited to the wedding of Jack Jenkins, Sr. and Sally Beaudine on January 1, 2011 at 12:30 a.m. at the Montgomery Golf and Country Club.”