I'm gonna play devil's advocate here, he was a McDonald-Douglas retiree who could afford all of his groceries, bills, medications, and even trips to places like Dubai to see airshows (his hat).
This old man probably could have afforded to move almost anywhere outside of St Louis. But he didn't.
Never underestimate the power of nostalgia. The man was probably living in the 1950s, writing off all the violence as rare one-offs. Why, he used to leave his bike unlocked when he went into the grocery store to buy cigarettes with his weekly salary of a nickel! How could Saint Louis be a bad place if he has so many fond memories of it!
Every old person gets like this eventually. The past consumes them.
I'm gonna play devil's advocate here, he was a McDonald-Douglas retiree who could afford all of his groceries, bills, medications, and even trips to places like Dubai to see airshows (his hat).
This old man probably could have afforded to move almost anywhere outside of St Louis. But he didn't.
Never underestimate the power of nostalgia. The man was probably living in the 1950s, writing off all the violence as rare one-offs. Why, he used to leave his bike unlocked when he went into the grocery store to buy cigarettes with his weekly salary of a nickel! How could Saint Louis be a bad place if he has so many fond memories of it!
Every old person gets like this eventually. The past consumes them.