I know this should be in discussions but I can't figure out how to post it there.
I had a feeling that something happened to his wife and now we find it was worse than expected. His wife passes and this poor man was alone for a week not knowing what was even happening. Don't even get me started on the poor dog. The disturbing part was that no one checked on this couple. The man had three grown kids. No one ever made a weekly call. No one was concerned about not hearing from them.
My husband calls his 87 year old brother every other day. He lives alone. A few years ago we couldn't get in touch with him for two days so I started calling local hospitals in his area and found he was admitted and his phone had died. It wasn't that hard to do.
I feel like society lately has gotten more and more isolated.
Funny not funny, but I saw a mouse this morning running underneath my oven. Not happy, but even less happy to see that today. Hubby will set the traps later. I suspect Gene Hackman was the guy that got after the rodents, and it was one of those jobs we need to learn to do, also.
Has no one here ever had clutter? I have.
Here we read about how hard caregiving a spouse with dementia is, We don't know the challenges Betsy Arakawa had. She was a caregiver like the rest of us.
Honestly, I consider that anyone else's clutter is none of my business, I would hate to have photos of my home in the media after I'm gone for everyone to speculate about.
I'm sure most of us have personal effects that could be judged and misconstrued. I've thought of things I have laying around and how somebody could make a whole critical story out of it if they so chose to.
I guess after we are gone it wouldn't matter anyways. It's all just stuff at the end of the day. You never see a moving van following a hearse, if ya get my drift.
Makes one think about having affairs in order just in case. One never knows.
So then came the snakes. (I don't hate snakes but don't want to live with them either.) They'd coil in the closets, under the bed, under the washing machine, in dresser drawers, all of them waiting for a tasty mouse meal to scurry past. The owner would remove the snakes and try to plug the holes, but it was a losing battle.
The worst was the daughter of the family, age 23, who thought the mice were "cute" and objected to their being caught in a trap that didn't harm them. They were released outdoors. She honestly had no idea of the danger of mice and their droppings. Age 23! College educated! She'd sometimes cry when the mice were released.
At least this awful death of Gene and Betsy may bring notice to the dangers of rodents. This is something that people used to know about (think bubonic plague) but apparently aren't learning these days.
Cluttered is exactly what I can see. I thought that it was creative photography when I saw the rotted food shot from above, staged indeed. One side board with to much stuff and 1 bathroom with far to much stuff from many different angels, and what appears to be a dog room that would be a safe haven for the dogs, however, they could have moved all that stuff in the bathroom from an out building trying to deal with the rodents. A bathtub is a good place to put stuff that needs to be cleaned.
Nobody will ever know the truth beyond it was a tragedy.
I hate this for them and their families. It is a tragedy that is being used for fodder to create a narrative for scuzzy writers/reporters.
There are other pictures available that show her areas were hoarded with things and they obviously had too much stuff but, that house was NOT rodent infested, the outbuildings were. That's what happens when you live in the middle of the desert. It is a constant battle to keep them out and away, especially if you are opposed to poison.
This post makes me understand why they didn't want people in their home. Excuse the mess they lived in their home and life gets messy.
My mom lived in a rat-infested hoard, this is nothing like the reality of that.
The writer should be ashamed for lying about rats in the house, I hope the family sues the ah.
https://www.yahoo.com/news/inside-gene-hackman-rodent-infested-143800897.html
This is certainly an extreme example of the “xx% of caregivers die before the person they are caregiving does” trope that we refer to a lot on here. She could have had a whole new chapter after her time of caring for her husband had ended. Instead a senseless death. So horribly sad.
I think the publicity from what happened to them is now cause to make many of us think and worry more than we might have. Update us, and hoping everything is just fine. At some point when people choose to stay home on their own without security check ins via camera or other, it is a risk.
Well, here we are again. I last spoke to her on Monday.
Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I had major doctor appointments (one out of town) and I don’t feel well today with stomach issues.
Hubs was out of town Tuesday and Wednesday for work and today he is with my daughter in another city looking at cars for her.
We have both been trying to call her for days. Her cousin hasn’t spoken to her in a week. I sent her a FB message and also texted her.
If I don’t hear from her by this evening, I’m going to call police to do a welfare check on her.
Based on the past, she is totally ok and has lost track of her days and can’t hear the phone ring because she refuses to get a hearing aid. She is also a waify narcissist so it’s very possible she is playing games so someone will run over there (me, it’s always me) and give her attention.
I don’t mean to make this my personal post. I was thinking of this couple and how no one checked in on them in 2 weeks.
It happens.
There have been comments about them not having any housekeeping staff. Maybe He was VIOLENT and they Couldn't have any staff. Maybe the only person Mr. Hackman wasn't violent with was his wife, but not because he even knew she was his wife, but that she was the face he saw every day and was his routine. Maybe he even got violent with her on occasion. Maybe his wife felt it was best for HIS privacy, as a celebrity, that there wasn't staff around that would sell information to anyone that wanted it.
The point is, WE do not KNOW what they dynamics were so WE do not have ANY right to judge what we don't know.
Yes, Gene Hackman was a marvelous actor. I enjoyed many of his movies. It's a great loss to the entertainment community. I didn't know much about his wife but it sounds like she and Gene had a very strong bond. At least neither had to grieve the loss of the other.
However, what happens to those here with FAME and NOTARIETY serves. And basically it serves because it calls attention. Because of this very sad and very odd and curious case there are many who are now saying "We better find a way that SOMEone connects with Grand daily, because this could be us.
I don't have really a problem with our fascination with the "famous, infamous, and rich and famous among us. I understand it. And I must admit that when Safeway has ONE checker for a massive line I am the first 82-going on 83 year old reaching for the latest edition of that rage with the "BAD PLASTIC SURGERY stories". I mean, how else am I to have fun.
I think what IS sad is the conjecture that goes on here with our making up our own mystery novel out of what is a sad, but understandable story about a good, but long aging man who has brought us years of delight. I mean, just watch Young Frankenstein, the visit to the blind man's cabin. What a wonderful scene. Mr. Hackman and his devoted wife are at rest. But I can't help but thank him for the years of entertainment that have added to my life.
I am happy to see alzheimers and dementia getting media time, that's the only way we will see change for those in the future.
Yes, we should all know our neighbors and keep an eye on one another but, they don't always want to be known.
What happened to Gene Hackman and his wife was tragic but it certainly wasn't the first time something like this happened and won't be the last.
Maybe, a good wake up call that neighbors should look out for neighbors (if they can) But if said neighbors think it's an intrusion, then what then?
Sad story though.
That at least the the way MOST monitors worked in my time. Now I am decade out, so perhaps there's more at this time.By doing their readout of data collected on Mr. Hackman's monitoring device, it was unable to initiate a heart beat after February 18th. That is why they assume he died on that date.
When I get mine I respond.
If I do not get her 8:00 am text I will wait an hour if I do not hear anything I will text her. If I don't get a reply I will text her daughter.
If I do not get around to replying at least by 9:00 am she calls me or follows up with a text.
It does not take that much time to check in on someone.
I have been known to text other neighbors that I have net seen in a while.
Granted I do not live in an Estate with acreage so I see people walking around the neighborhood. ....
What I am surprised about is the pacemaker he was wearing, you would have thought that if it stopped there would have been some alert. And wonder how many times it activated while he was dying..
The dog could likely have been saved. Gene would have been taken to either a hospital or a SNF or maybe (??) whomever jumped into action would have been able to immediately arrange 24/7 in-home caregivers for him. He was 95 and had advanced dementia. Clearly, his wife wanted him to live out his days at home. Yes, they could have afforded in home care, alarm systems, cameras, etc. She chose not to do any of those.
Something happened 2000 as they sold off some of the land closer to the 475, so now there’s like maybe dz homes total on a new street (Nevado) & OST. Area made a gated community. In 2010 1 acre adjacent to house subdivided & titled in her name only and a 2400 sq ft 2 BR house built. Her mother listed as its resident till Covid times (back to her home State of HI, she now has end stage dementia). This sm house uses the only driveway and is landscaped to the main house. If the Hackmans wanted staff, they could have easily unobtrusively lived in this sm house. That this didn’t happen, to me, is another sign they wanted privacy and unfortunately the isolation that brings.
By all accounts, they were active in SF and she doted on him. They did biking, trails, buying trips for the shop. He was on the Board of the O’Keefe, they quietly sponsored competition level young pianists. Post Covid that ebbed out & he was getting dementia. That winter 23-24 photo circulating of him in the grey vest, he looks so so thin and frail.
I don’t think she knew how ill she was. Didn't realize had hantavirus. Probably though it’s the flu, I’ll mask and it will be fine. Her last day - driving down to SF, going to Sprouts, to CVS, to pet store, to vet - is oh so busy & normal. It’s a lot of walking, loading, hauling. Hanta shuts down your respiratory system. I think it fills your lungs like pneumonia. 40% fatal and was for her. He probably wasn’t aware she collapsed or died. He just went about his usual clouded with dementia days till he fell (I bet due to being dehydrated) and then died.
One of my BIL/SIL live outside of SF. One of my cousins lived in Taos. Been up there lots past 30 years. Did some apres ski bunny trips b4 that. Know the area somewhat. That HUGE of a house with 24/7 access doggie doors really lends itself to having outside creatures coming in unnoticed. Hanta carried by deer mice. Easily scurry in and set up housekeeping in one of those kivas in that 8,700 sq ft house undetected. Kiva an ideal home for a rodent to live unseen even with regular housekeeping. Hanta transmission is the usual PLUS airborne. So shake / vacuum / walk over a rug or floor the Hanta mice have travel on, you can breathe the virus in. I like to think they both fell, became unconscious, then died; so no pain.