Overlooking the Obvious

Have you ever tried to solve a mystery for quite some time, only to discover the answer was staring you right in the face? I recently had this happen to me. When the solution presented itself, it was so simple I exclaimed loudly, “Oh Dear Lord!”  I was so loud, the dogs next door started barking at the ruckus.

If you’ve read any of the articles regarding the misadventures of my Ford Edge, you’ll remember it was not the most dependable vehicle on the road. Far from it. Because of that, my wife and I engaged in some detective work, trying to contact the previous owner of the vehicle. One of the service techs at Suburban Ford accidentally let it slip that the previous owner had purchased the “Platinum” warranty package for my car. However, it was due to expire in July 2021, and the only way to transfer the warranty to the new owner (me), was to have the previous owner sign it over.  

After a lot of research, we were able to discover the previous owner’s name was Tim Cashman. We also believed he lived somewhere in Minnesota. Despite locating quite a few Timothy Cashmans in Minnesota, we were unable to come up with the previous owner, before the Edge wound up at Suburban Ford Used Cars. This was especially frustrating because, at that time, my car was in the shop every other week for one thing or another. We eventually threw in the towel on trying to contact the elusive Tim Cashman.  

Fast forward a couple of years. The day before Carvana would be coming by to pick up my Edge, I did the final clean-out. Previously, I had seen a black notebook in the glove box. I had even rifled through the pages and didn’t see anything. Apparently, I had not rifled effectively enough. When I flipped through the pages this time, what I saw on the first page stunned me to the core.  It was the name, address, and phone number of the elusive Timothy Cashman!  

I’m a big fan of Sherlock Holmes. In the books, as well as TV shows and movies. My favorite Sherlocks are Jeremy Brett and Benedict Cumberbatch. After my discovery, I immediately flashed back on Sherlock Holmes stating Occam’s Razor.  “The simplest solution, however improbable, is usually the correct one!”  Usually followed by, “Come, Watson, the game is afoot!”   I felt like I had let down the intrepid detective and his sidekick. I could almost hear them “tsking” at me from the library.

I took the notebook inside and showed my wife the front page with Cashman’s contact info. As she stared at the long-sought-after name, address, and phone number, hysterical laughter erupted from both of us. I’m going to keep that notebook in my office as a constant reminder to never overlook the obvious again. I’m sure Holmes and Watson would approve. 

As usual, thank you for taking time out of your busy day to read this article. I hope you will continue to enjoy and follow this blog. Please feel free to share these stories with your family and friends!

  

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