Oh, I’ve seen much worse. Now imagine it’s 2 am and on fire….filled with smoke and heat down to the floor and you’re crawling in trying to find your way around because there are reports the hoarder is trapped.
I've seen worse too just not a doll 'collector' like that. I've been in a house were each room was different storage, say for empty tin cans and large plastic Folgers canister, the other room had the magazines and newspapers, etc, up to window sill and above.Oh, I’ve seen much worse. Now imagine it’s 2 am and on fire….filled with smoke and heat down to the floor and you’re crawling in trying to find your way around because there are reports the hoarder is trapped.
It sucks. I had one where the piles collapsed on the interior attack/rescue crew and they couldn’t figure the way out. They had to call a Mayday. They got out and the hoarder didn’t.
that one needs to go up in flames like the train in ohio. that's what they do with meth labs. can you imagine what you could find in that building? that said, our neighbor passed at 95, he was a hoarder. nice people got a good deal and cleaned up the mess. great to have them next door.image the burning plastic stench...
Or a dumpster!
Yep.............house next door to mine in 2005. Backyard and side window. It took me several years and lots of drama but I got it cleaned up and a nice couple bought it and renovated it.I've seen worse too just not a doll 'collector' like that. I've been in a house were each room was different storage, say for empty tin cans and large plastic Folgers canister, the other room had the magazines and newspapers, etc, up to window sill and above.
Walking in, my first thought is always about fire. No way someone is getting out though the house...
I've been in hoarder houses with the pile canyon pathways. That's got to be a top Fireman nightmare!
Ok, completely unrelated to hoarding...Early in my career we had just started the paramedic program in the fire department in the city I started with (after 5 years I went to a much larger department). In 1977 I was one of the first firefighters to go to medic school to start the program. 6 months later we came back and started running paramedic calls. A lot of things were very new to the department. The paramedic unit the city bought was a brand new shiny big box ambulance as we did all the transports. It was staffed with the two firefighter/paramedics and a firefighter/EMT as the driver. Our driver was an old timer who just was not thrilled with this new fangled "pretend doctor" program as he called it.
So we're at a trailer park in a trailer home where the elderly woman lived alone and it was.........a mess. Piles everywhere and she was the original "cat lady". There must have been at least 20 cats (probably more) running around in the house. The kitchen counters were covered in old food, open cat food cans, and trash. Piled high! Cat boxes filled to overflowing scattered around the living room along with boxes of.....who knows.....and cat poop everywhere. She was having chest pain so while I'm getting her medical history from her I asked what meds she takes. She said she didn't remember the names but they were in a drawer in the kitchen. I asked our driver to go into the kitchen and find the meds and bring them to me so I could see the labels. So he is gingerly opening drawer after drawer looking for meds when he opens one and a large rat jumps out of the drawer, runs up his arm, hits his chest, drops to the floor and scampers under a pile of trash. He quietly closed the drawer, walked out of the trailer and no amount of coaxing could get him back in.
Its amazing the conditions some folks live in.
We've got a hoarder in our neighbourhood - the windows are completely blocked by crap - incredible fire hazard, especially as the house is totally run down with neglect.Hording, as entertaining as it is from the outside perspective, is really a sad situation of mental illness.
I'm sure they realize the problem and are simply incapable of change of behavior. So settle in with the acceptance and misery.