Give up those dreams of using the equity in your home to afford a nice assisted living facility. Junior's gonna have other plans for you, starting with a search for Judge Greer, Jr., all the while muttering about your deteriorated quality of life. Think that "we're here for your liver" Monty Python skit was cute? How about if it played out "your quality of life has sunk below acceptable levels" "no, it hasn't! I'm perfectly happy" "no, sorry, that's it for you! Now where did you put that life insurance policy?"
Give up those dreams of using the equity in your home to afford a nice assisted living facility. Junior's gonna have other plans for you, starting with a search for Judge Greer,
Dearest Junior,
All of our finances are locked up tighter than a drum and you have access to none of it. You never made it into the will and a power-of-attorney has taken away any diabolical decisions you thought were going to be yours to make. Kiss it goodbye, Junior.
Love & kisses,
Mom and Dad
P.S. We always did like your sister better than you.