Guardianships

Sorry Folks, That Ship Has Sailed

It is not uncommon for my office to receive a call from a panicked family member of an elderly individual. The call may go something like this:

Caller: Hi, I'm calling to see how much it costs to get some estate planning done for my mom.

Paralegal: We'd be happy to help you if we can. Why don't you first tell me a little bit about your mom.

Caller: Okay. Well, mom's not doing too well these days. She's in an assisted living facility and mostly doesn't recognize us anymore. Although she sometimes has good days, most of the time she's confused and is asking for her husband who died three years ago.

Paralegal: Okay. What kind of property does your mom have?

Caller: Well, she has a home that's paid for. She has a brokerage account, a checking and savings account, some farm land in Tooele and I think she has some municipal bonds that she invested in once. But I'm not really sure.

Paralegal: Does your mom know what property she owns and does she understand its value?

Caller: Oh heavens no! She put me on her checking account years ago because she was so overwhelmed with trying to manage her finances. I don't think she has a clue how much she owns, nor could she keep it straight even if we told her.

Paralegal: I think we can help you, but you'll need to meet with an attorney to discuss some of the legal implications of your mother's situation.

Although this above excerpted conversation is a fictitious example, and a very abbreviated one at that, it illustrates a trap that many people fall into with regard to estate planning.

Dad's Driving is Scaring Me!

We've all seen it before, a huge Lincoln Town car weaving down the road, with little more than a tuft of purple hair or a shiny, hairless head just barely peeking over the steering wheel. As parents and grandparents age, driving can become much more difficult for them as vision worsens, reaction times slow down, and the potential for heart attacks, strokes or other sudden physically debilitating illnesses become more likely.

Often, I have children with elderly parents come into my office and tell me "We need to take away dad's/mom's license. Can we?"

Special Planning for Special Needs, Part II

Last week, I introduced you to Special Needs Planning and Special Needs Trusts. This week, I'd like to talk about a very important distinction between the two main types of Special Needs Trusts and why it is critical that you know the difference.

Kinds of Special Needs Trusts

There are basically two types of Special Needs Trusts: 1) "First Party" Special Needs Trusts, and 2) "Third Party" Special Needs Trusts.

A First Party Special Needs Trust (also called a "Self-settled" or "Self-created" Special Needs Trust) is a trust established with assets that belong to the person with disabilities. Typically, these assets come in the form of personal injury settlements or judgments, inheritances, lump sum Social Security payments, or other funds belonging directly to the person with disabilities.

Special Planning for Special Needs, Part I

Families who have children with special needs have very little exposure to the legal issues that surround planning for these children. Just as with any type of estate planning, unless we take control and make our own plan that fits our unique family circumstances, the state has its own backup plan for our families. And often, it's not what you would have wanted.

"Who will care for my loved ones when I'm gone?" is something every parent worries about. But for parents of special needs children, this worry can be even more acute.

For families of special needs children, planning for the future involves thinking about a lifetime of care like: where the child will live, if they will have adequate financial resources to support themselves, and who will be involved in their day-to-day care. Answering questions like these requires a comprehensive planning process called Future Care (or Special Needs) Planning.

Kids Protection Planning

Blog post by Melissa Platt, Esq.

On a return trip from St. George last month, I was forcefully reminded how life can change in the blink of an eye. We were traveling northbound on I-15, just south of Cedar City. The boys were totally absorbed in a He-Man cartoon, Audrey was sleeping peacefully, and RobRoy and I were talking about the Utah State Bar Spring Convention, where RobRoy had given a presentation earlier in the day.

When RobRoy suddenly gasped, “Oh, no!” I looked up to see a cloud of dust and a white minivan in the air above the two-lane interstate. The minivan landed into on-coming traffic about

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