Like most instances of closing a deceased person’s account, there are numerous unnecessary hoops through which to jump. I’m convinced that institutions make it hard so you’ll just say fuck it and leave all your shit there indefinitely. I was certain I had all the right things—a copy of the trust, an original death certificate, a warm smile—but this doesn’t satisfy the needs of our banking institution. The guy calls some 800 number and asks the representative to guide him through what I assume must be a very common occurrence. After all, death comes to us
