All three of my surviving siblings live in Queens, in what were once safe neighborhoods. On the street where my sister lives, in what used to be as safe a neighborhood as ever existed, they had to change the direction of her one-way street because cars were running the stop sign at the end, and crashing into a major cross street. Not an absolute dump, but no longer a nice safe neighborhood. And she could have sold her mortgage free house for half-a-million 15 years ago and moved to Kansas or Maine and lived out her life in peace.
Howard beach?