Yeah, but couldn’t she still vote? Huh? Probably did.
Up`n here NH, VT, northern NY State , there used to be poorhouses and also for the poor and indigents who later were assigned a volunteer wealthy individual to support them thru the county and town auspices.
Later on in this continued since 1800 thru 1960`s thru the counties.
Then the federal govt. funds came into the counties. The counties set up a system whereby every week a county worker will stop by the house of a senior citizen [any income level] and make sure they are ok. If no answer at the door, they call the phone and their cellphone & they call the cops, fire rescue and relatives right away if no answer. Your tax dollars at good work- never lost anybody yet for 50+ years.
“The woman, who authorities aren’t identifying until they’ve informed her family,”
Um, her family doesn’t care. 6 years.
What I don’t get in the all the comments is why it is so bad to die alone rather than with a bunch of goobers standing around yacking and texting. Seriously my goal is to autopay all the accounts (which I do mostly already), then use my final bit of strength to crawl into the woods as far as I can and do my last little bit to help out the possum or bear or whatever else comes along. Maybe I won’t succeed, but I absolutely refuse to die hooked up in a lysol smelling hospital or even a hospice with somone strumming a guitar nearby.