![]() The office procedures and the decedents deaths I’ll be describing are all accurate. Every county with a population of more than 1 million people must have a Public Administrator. The office employs about 20 full time people. We try to get the person buried using their own assets if they have any. Intestate is the word to describe this situation. The Public Administrator handles people’s affairs who die in Cook County without having any known family or will. The office is located downtown on an upper floor of the county building. Anyhow I was an investigator for the Public Administrators Office of Cook County in Chicago. It’s not a name I chose but one given to me by them. “The public administrator who? What’s that?” Hector with a strained look on his face asks “They’re the ones you’ll need to get ahold of.” “The money grabbers? You thinking of the Public Administrator’s Office?” What’s the name of that county office that comes out and grabs everything when there ain’t no family? You know, the money grabbers?” “What’s the name of the office? How do I get ahold of them?” This time, there’s a county office that handles these types of situations.” “Since the decedent don’t appear to have no known family at “But where does that leave me? We just bought this house today! How do I get out of this!” The officer with Hector tells him the Medical Examiner will be sealing the premises. Neighbors including Steve are standing around watching all the commotion. Oldenburg’s remains are wheeled out and into a waiting paddy wagon. A stretcher on which a body bag containing Mr. Later that day emergency officials and vehicles are everywhere as Hector and his partner talk to a police officer. On the floor all around the recliner was a mountain of dead flies and maggots that ate at his rotting flesh over the years. Dreading to see what the basement is like.”Īs his partner rummages through a closet, Hector enters a room off the kitchen and freezes. Hector and his partner move from room to room observing the Shall we?” says Hector as he finally gains access. ![]() “This is always the exciting part for me. They have tools and a new lock with them to gain entry to the residence since no keys were available. Hector and his partner arrive at the small, tidy ranch home. “Let’s settle up here then we’ll go have a look at what we ![]() They make their living off flipping them. They bought the house sight unseen as they do frequently. He and his business partner always attend these auctions. The man in the red shirt’s name is Hector. The next property up for auction will be….” It appears to be a nice little bungalow you bought yourself. The auctioneer slams his gavel down on the podium. Yes years.ĭowntown in a government building the county is auctioning off several homes that have years of unpaid real estate taxes. Weeks turned into months and months into years. There he sat while the days turned into weeks. He appeared as though he were napping with his head tilted to one side like it was. As he was going through his mail he suddenly frowned for the last time before silently and expectantly dying in that comfortable recliner he loved so much. He was mumbling something sarcastic to himself as he settled himself into his favorite recliner in the bedroom off the kitchen that he used as a TV room. Oldenburg grabbed the small amount of mail and slammed the door behind him as he re-entered his home. Steve just shook his head and walked away. “Und vut is it to you?” was his response. Oldenburg reach out of his front door to grab the mail. One day his neighbor Steve tried to be friendly when he saw Mr. He would shuffle around his property flinging debris off his yard and into the street, the whole time glaring at anyone around. Oldenburg’s small, tidy ranch home was situated in an old neighborhood known for its German immigrants. He had a permanent frown frozen upon his face. He would scream words at his neighbors that they didn’t understand because they were usually a mixture of German and broken English. All his neighbors avoided him when he was out in his yard for fear of being scolded by him for something Mr. Oldenburgīy all accounts he was a very cantankerous, old son of a gun. That being said, let me start off by introducing: Mr. I believe we all have a story to tell and this just happens to be one of mine. I’m wanting to tell these stories but am not an author so please be forgiving of my amateurish writing. I think they are interesting enough to be shared. I have handled more than my share of bizarre situations decedents find themselves in. I know because I worked for this office for 30 years before retiring. So much so that there is a government office to handle such situations. Have you ever wondered what happens to people who die that don’t have any family to handle their affairs? It happens more than you think.
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