I Hope The U.S. Treasury Accepts Pennies!
This weekend was spent gathering [almost all*] our tax receipts to bring to the accountant. I decided it was also a good time to organize the coins collecting dust in the pantry. I call it our OMG, Our Taxes Went Up That Much Fund! Mr. EOS calls it out When The Country Runs Out of Money Fund. So many uses, so little time to name them all.
Now, to explain the [almost all*] above. I think I’ve shared with you that we tend to give money to small organizations, off the beaten track groups that might not otherwise get media or checks from out of towners. The money, even in the smallish amounts we give, often makes a big difference in the rural towns we support, coal country, Appalachia mostly. That’s the good part.
The awkward part is getting these groups to understand they have to acknowledge the donation, in the form of a receipt that we can give the IRS. Don’t jump down my throat – we don’t give money only for the deduction, but the deduction is pretty darn important in today’s crazy tax world so yes, we do expect a letter.
One organization, which shall remain nameless, despite calls and letters from us, even sending them a template of the receipt letter and a self-addressed stamped envelope, has not obliged. It was a reasonably sized check, one that can not go unreported and yes, I have the cancelled check, but our accountant insists on a backup letter.
The Pastor who runs the organization couldn’t be nicer. They do great works for the community. He always says “I’ll get that letter to you” then never does. So, what do we do?
I decided to bump up the hope for a solution by calling the offices of the North Carolina county in which this organization sits and ask for their help. Not to complain. Not to whine but to simply ask for help.
And gotta love small towns. Of course they KNOW the Pastor. Said he was indeed a good old boy but wasn’t all that great with paperwork. But they would call him and see if they could get him to write me a note.
Fast forward two weeks. No letter. One ringy-dingy. Two ringy- dingy. Ashe County government offices again. I felt AWFUL having to go over the Pastor’s head but the woman to whom I spoke was an angel – so very helpful, so very understanding, so very willing to contact the Pastor….yet again.
On Friday, she emailed me this:
The Pastor said he put the letter in the mail to you today!
Today is Monday, I look forward to seeing what’s in the mailbox later. Hmmmmm.