Tax day, April 15, was looming when an elderly woman showed up at the IRS.<>
She said she required a thick stack of tax forms. <>
“Why so many?” the clerk asked.<>
“My son is stationed overseas,” she said. <>
“He asked me to pick up forms for the Marines on the base.”<>
“You shouldn’t have to do this,” the clerk told her. <>
“It’s the base commander’s job to make sure that his troops have access to the forms they need.”<>
“I know,” said the woman. “I’m the base commander’s mother.”<>
