There was a true crime story I read where a woman reported her husband missing as he had gone on a solo fishing trip at the nearby ocean and hadn’t returned home in 12 hours.
While the Coast Guard still had helicopters in the air and boats on the surface looking for the boat just 24 hours after last living sighting the wife was already spotted at a local cemetery asking about tomb stone prices. That raised some red flags.
Back in the day, if the paralysis did not go away, the person almost always died in a very short time. Para- and quadriplegics did not live on for years or even decades, the way they do now.
Someone’s date/boss/mother-in-law is coming over for dinner and to hide the fact they can’t cook they buy some local fast food and put it in their own dishes to try to hide the fact they didn’t make it.
And that’s why there’s a grave in Riverside Cemetery in Asheville memorializing a man who was killed by a desperado.
The story as I heard it: There was a shootout on Eagle Street in Asheville back in 1906 (over a woman IIRC). Mr. Addison was a shopkeeper who heard the shooting and stuck his head out the door at the wrong time.
In Thailand during Black May 1992, when there were some serious civil disturbances and a harsh government crackdown, some of the heavy rioting took place just a block from the backpacker enclave of Khao San Road. A Swedish tourist walked over to look and got his head shot off.
Someday I’ll tell you about the crowds that gathered outside the Russian White House during the putsch attempt of 1993. There were some camera-toting tourists who looked like they were out for a Sunday stroll. They hit the ground real fast when snipers opened up with AK-47s.
When I was growing up, our kitchen had two doors. Five if you counted the basement, attio, and outside doors, plus doors on the two rooms leading to it.
Yes, two of the houses I’ve lived in also had kitchen doors at the back, with an outside door. And one of the houses I’ve lived in actually had a separate building (for fire risk). But when I wrote ‘older than 1950?’ above, I was thinking of kitchen doors off of the common living areas, like the door between the kitchen and the dining room.
I am just catching up with this thread, so apologies for addressing this point several months later, but I have to point out that people most definitely do swim underwater with their eyes open.
Cite: my childhood, mostly.