Just Want To Know
I finally got the courage to write this letter.
My Mom passed away before the will got signed; I’ve been in rehab & Queen’s General Hospital for my legs which started in my forties; buildup of calcium, arthritis, blood clots, forsightis, & colitis. Now I can’t walk the steps. Arthritis is so bad in knees; I walk with a walker with wheels. Stuck in the house, I don’t get out. I really need a ramp but I need the house in my name to get ramps 7 rebates off my taxes. My siblings are willing to sign off but it takes so long to come through and I have to pay for the changeover. I think the laws should be changed. Whoever pays the taxes should get the rebates. I’ve paid the taxes for nine years since 2008. I pay over $900 in taxes and always pay on time and save each month to pay them in full.
What do they call disabled? If I’m not, what do you call it?
I only live on Old Age Security and very little disability. I am a proud woman. I never wanted a handout or to ask for help, I have always worked until my legs got bad. I can’t walk long distances and have not been in a store for years. The blood-man and VON come to my house. Good job I have a wonderful brother to do my errands. He has many health problems himself. I have to use an ambulance to go see the doctor. I don’t have to pay where I don’t get much money.
If there is one angel in this town it is Jonathan Dickie. I had a big problem with my septic and he helped me. He didn’t know me but he trusted me. I’ll never forget what he done for me.
Thanks for printing my letter. I just want to know why some people get help and others can’t. God Bless. Some people are honest and some are not.
Honesty is the best policy, but not in my case.
Sincerely, Gail Brewster Liverpool