John Kotalik's battle over a medical bill sounded like so many of the eye-glazing pleas launched in my direction every day.
But Kotalik's e-mail noted that he was a veteran of World War II and the Korean War, as well as a retired federal worker who has blown the whistle on waste, fraud and abuse for decades.
This guy I had to meet.
Don't call me, he responded when I e-mailed. He wanted "eyeball to eyeball" contact, given that his eardrums don't work so well.
So last week, his wife carted Kotalik from their home in Coon Rapids to downtown Minneapolis so he could go through his beef with Medicare, the health care industry and the Washington bureaucrats who won't launch a full investigation into $3,019 in questionable billing.
He wore a plaid shirt and a red ball cap advertising Budweiser Budvar (the Czech beer, he said, not that domestic stuff). The cap was festooned with a pin in the shape of a golf bag. He held a thick folder of printed-out e-mails, letters and testimonials to his integrity as a federal employee.
I asked him how old he was. Ninety-one in November, he said. So why doesn't he just let it go?
I heard his wife, Dorothy, sigh.