Paperwork. You receive lots of it as a military family. Keep it.
The military loves a paper trail. It thrives on the red tape that requires you to produce a shot record from three military hospitals ago for your child who is now 17 and requires no shots. Military officials want everything documented and proof that it was documented – in triplicate.
Some of this, I think is a little ridiculous.
PCS orders and shipping documents, however, never, ever throw them away- even after your service member has kicked his boots to the side and retired for good.
I had heard tale of soldiers who had received a bill for moving their household goods years after they retired. There was the story of the sergeant major from his old unit (though no one could seem to recall his name) who had moved to Maine and was only authorized to move as far as Texas when he retired.
As the story goes, he received a bill for the entire move $13,000, payable now.
There have been other rumors and tales of woe and warning passed down over the years. I believed them, sort of.
When we left our last duty station for retirement, I dutifully checked to make sure we were moving to an area within our authorized region – no further than his home of record.
I kept every shipping document, weight tally and list of professional goods that we were allowed.
And I’m glad I did.
Seven months after settling into retired life with nary a word from Uncle Sam, we received a bill, from the Army for overages on our shipping allowance: $2,700, payable now.
Gah!
The only thing that saved us from paying it was the fact that in the bottom of our last suitcase, still unpacked I might add, was a heap of documents that showed that $2,700 was accounted for in his professional gear, a cost we were not required to pay.
One fax later and the problem was fixed.
This story would have a very different ending if I hadn’t saved that paperwork. There would have been a lot of tears, swearing and calls to government officials that would have ended the same way: no paperwork proof (in triplicate) means you pay the fine.
So friends, as you head into 2015 with a resolution to clean up, clean out and organize, don’t, just don’t throw that military paperwork aside. Buy a nice plastic box, dump it in, seal it up, scrawl the words “military stuff” across the top and hope you never have to go looking for it in a panic.
And if you do, trust me, it could mean the difference between losing thousands of dollars or simply faxing a single sheet of paper.