“We were solidly middle class with the money we needed, and not a lot extra.” said June Adams*. But when her husband was diagnosed with a terminal illness, June quit her job to take care of him. “He had liver disease,” June said, “and the toxins affected his brain.”
He became emotionally difficult to live with, his memory failed him, and then I learned he’d been raiding our retirement account. That was money we’d saved and really needed. Then our home equity loan came due, but the notices were forwarded to him, so I found out when the situation was critical. I was doing my best, but things were tough.”
The next crisis occurred when it was determined that there were defective tiles on the roof of June’s home. “I had to have it fixed, not just for safety, but because the insurance company wouldn’t insure the house unless the work was done,” she said. “It was money I couldn’t afford all at once, so I swallowed my pride and looked for support at another Jewish agency, which sent me to JIFLA. What lifesavers.”
“Now I tell people if someone seems like they need help, they should go to JIFLA. The process was so easy and I was treated so well.”
*Not her real name.