Yeah, I don't mean to say it's ONLY Vermont that has places like this. There are plenty of others. Within 30 miles of New York City, up in the mountains, are a group of similarly isolated people who have little contact with the outside world. They can see the skyline from their aerie but nobody goes up there. Not the tax assessor, not the cops, not anyone. Nor do I mean to say these people are scary hicks. On the contrary, for all their problems, most are genuinely kind and gracious people who just live their lives away from the world.
My sister had an old lady who was in her mid 70s but hadn't received any social security because she had never been enrolled in it. She lived like Blanche DuBois, off the kindness of family and strangers, but it didn't bother her. My sister offered to get her enrolled in services but she refused because she knew people would take care of her. They brought her wood, fixed her pump, took care of her house, and in turn she'd teach cooking and wifely skills to the girls in the community. She taught them how to can, clean and dress game, make sun jams, cook on a wood stove, find mushrooms and medicinal plants, sew, weave, and mend, clean, and whatever else. When people needed babysitting she'd take home a pie or a casserole in return. She wasn't thrown away like so many old people are. She was respected for her knowledge and the contributions, such as they could be at her age, and the community repaid her for services past and present. My sister was blown away by this. Far from being a nursing home throw away, this woman was a vital part of their community. She saw this in many elderly people. Those that weren't healthy enough to live on their own went with family. They usually had a great quality of life and whether my sister bent the rules with some of these people I don't know, but her primary concern with everyone she assisted was the quality of life. There are good things, some very good things, in these isolated communities as there are some very scary things. It's not black and white.
Yes, she's tough even though she's blonde, blue-eyed and weighs about 115 lbs. You don't make me feel any better about her safety though. What she tells me she doesn't dare tell our parents for fear of worrying them silly. I worry too, just pretend not to.
