The scam came that close.
We're old. You have to wonder: Are we just victims now?
Are we prey? And, if so, why not?
My father spent his last two years in a nursing home. He'd graduated high school into the Great Depression; slogged through WW2 as private first class; endured a disdainful wife and her princely son (that would be me); worked in a factory until he retired.
Dad's vanities were few. But he appreciated watches. Not extravagant Swiss status-pieces, mind you. He appreciated dependable, durable watches that told time accurately. He went into his last nursing home with just such a one on his hairy, mottled, thinning wrist. Someone there stole it, cunningly swapping his Hamilton for a drugstore Timex, to conceal the theft.
We are prey.
And don't you forget it.