That is so true. My dad grew up at 22nd and Pulaski. He lived his last days at a nursing home in Wisconsin. When I was visiting him this spring, we started talking with one of his caregivers, a lovely young woman (can't remember her name now, but she was so kind and attentive and patient with my dad and the other patients, who had Alzheimer's).
She is black and said she was from Chicago. :) She and my dad had eaten at the same restaurants! He was so happy.
Anyway, she told us that she visits her parents, who still live on the South Side, hardworking people. She said that they have installed motion detectors all around their property, and that it is like a war zone outside.
She said, "I love my parents and visit them, but I go to see them and then get the heck out of there."
It is sad because her parents are basically prisoners in their own home. They won't be able to sell their house (they don't really want to, because they raised their children there, but still). It is so sad.
Yes, they are truly stuck.