About 2010

As we have passed the half way point of 2009 and head into 2010 without an estate tax bill, its time for a macabre look at “what if nothing happens in Congress this year”.  As you may or may not know, there is a one year tax holiday for estates of people dying in 2010. That means if you die in 2010 your estate owes no estate taxes no matter how rich you are.  The key is that you have to die in 2010 and only that year.  No dying at 11:59 p.m. on December 31 2009, and no dying at 12:00:01 a.m. on January 1, 2011.  No gift giving, no cheating.  If you’re worth over $1 Million it means a lot if nothing changes in the tax law because in the year 2011, as the law is currently written the Government will tax 45% of everything you own when you die that is over $1 Million (including homes, farms, small businesses, etc.).  So with that in mind enjoy the mayhem of 2010.  This will be a serial blog in the perils of Pauline style.  We will leave you hanging from day to day as stories develop.

NOW YOU SEE HIM, NOW YOU DON’T.

August 2010.

Laura Holden was the Medical Examiner for Northern Virginia.  She was a comely blonde with an IQ in the stratosphere.  She got her medical degree from Georgetown and did her pathology residency in the medical examiner=s office in Cook County, Illinois.  She had clearly earned her stripes.  She still remembers the day when the freezers gave out during a record July heat spell when bodies were piling up in the morgue in Chicago.  It was a tough week on the old nostrils.

Laura walked into the morgue.  She pulled on her non-latex surgical gloves over her finely manicured hands.    She had several autopsies ahead of her, but this one was a real stumper.  The body was badly decomposed.  Identifying the body was not hard.  It was industrialist Sidney Frome who had disappeared from his home last winter.  His children had called in a missing person report.  His family willingly provided dental records to her.  Their primary concern was unusual, that she fix a time of death.  Bodies told a lot.  But after 8 months or so, in the woods, with vermin, bugs, birds, and the elements it was a difficult if not impossible task.  She turned on her tape recorder.  “Body found, legal time of death, August 9, 2010 at 8:48 a.m..”

Welcome

This is my first blog and my first day of blogging so be gentle.

As a way of introduction, I am a member of the Alexandria, Virginia law firm of Redmon, Peyton and Braswell, L.L.P. I graduated from the Marshall-Wythe School of Law at William and Mary and have a bachelors degree in Business Administration from the Cox School of Business at Southern Methodist University (amazing how long these names have gotten). I somehow have survived in the practice of law for 30 years.

What this site will be dedicated to is using fictional stories to either poke fun at tax laws and/or policy, or to tell parables about bad things that can happen to good people who don’t do what they should do in their tax lives. These stories will be wholly fictional. They will not be based on the private matters of any person living. In all these years of practice I have seen what can happen and have somehow kept a sense of humor through it all.

Every now and then, I’ll deviate from the normal storytelling and drift to some factual information and thoughts when new tax laws get passed by Congress. But mostly this will be a fun site about taxes if there can be such a thing.

We’ll start with a whimsical tax tale about some strange estate planning strategies revolving around the year 2010.