My Son Gave His Savings to an Elderly Neighbor—Then Our Yard Filled with Piggy Banks and Police Cars – beauty

not dead. But sitting in her rocking chair in the dark, surrounded by her own  piggy banks. Dozens of them. Same as ours.

She wasn’t confused. She wasn’t scared. She was smiling.

When officers asked her why she’d been living without electricity when she had all those piggy  banks, she told them the truth.