#idc either

so i dont know all the details but i will tell u what i know.

my grandmother's neighbor had lived in that house for longer than i had been alive. i dont know why, but at some point my grandma owned his property (?) (its right up against her own property so it might be something to do with land parcels but idk enough abt that to say thats true). She was paying his bills and sometimes even buying his groceries so he got to keep living in his house despite not having a lot of money or savings; he had battled lung cancer and won but i know from familial experience that it is not cheep to try to outlive it. but his medical history was the least of his concerns.

his entire family abandoned him, idk why, but when we tried to contact them to let them know he was in hospice, they told us to never contact them again. they did not visit him in the hospital and did not want to take the dog, but fortunately he had a friend (a guy in his 20-30's) who helped him fix old cars as his hobby who asked us if he could take the dog.

he died kinda tragically, as most deaths are, for those who don't wanna know details on that, i recommend skipping the post. it was nothing intentional or too traumatizing, but it is still sad.

that being said, he was very Self Sufficient in kind of a bare minimum and mildly concerning way. we didnt know a lot about how he was living his life inside his own home until this happened, but we found out he was hand washing his dishes with chemicals not safe for dishes. his carpet seemed like he didnt own a vacuum and i promise we also could not find one. his garage smelled so heavily of paint fumes that over a full year later it still has the power to make people dizzy. and the shower...

so yeah, when his oven stopped working properly, he got on the ground on his hands and knees and tried to fix it himself. he cut his arm pretty bad, and being over 70 years old and already not in great health, it was pretty much over by the time he made it to the hospital. especially because he didnt ask anyone for help. he was found by his car buddy iirc, who called the ambulance. he wasn't dead but he was hardly conscious. once he was hospitalized, my family took responsibility for him and his care, bc as mentioned before, his family wanted nothing to do with him. (i dont know why maybe he was an asshole maybe his family were assholes i dont know any of them personally- we were just his neighbors). he needed some kind of "caretaker" role to make important decisions regarding his hospice care and will and funeral. we were unfortunately the best he had. we didnt want to put it on his hobby buddy to have to put a funeral together, our family are pretty used to funerals so we know the process.

so we ended up with his house (his buddy didnt want it). we didn't know if we could sell it, it was in pretty dire condition; we (i mean me and my sister) didnt really wanna move into it (too close to my grandmother), so my brother said he would move in. cheaper than paying rent somewhere, he would finally have his own living space out from under the rest of the family, he doesnt have too high of standards like the rest of us, so we worked together to fix up the flooring, take out a non functional wood pellet stove, gave him a proper minisplit ac unit, new counter tops, new bathroom, and now the prefab trailer house is quite nice and my brother is very happy there.

(we -gmm- had fanmeetings in são paulo (fk and js), and they've said the brazillian fans are very cool. that they support us a lot and have great energy. i want to go to brazil to meet the brazillian fans someday)