It is tough work when a simple tiny home with water, gas, and electric hook ups, and modern plumbing is not much more expensive.......I have told the story of a kid whose mother died when he was 15 and he went literally feral. He lived in the woods around town moving from one site to another living in lean to structures. He had a felony by the time he was 18 and he bullied people by scaring them. He would shoot his shotgun(yes felony) over boats which got too near his encampment, and he would swim to people's riverfront homes with a blackened face and just stare. People were terrorized of him, and stuff would be stolen from their boats and property, but he struck such fear that he became the town bully. He finally got a license and an old truck and did odd jobs between his thefts. He would fish and hunt for his food, and his filth was disgusting, as he drove around town with his bow and arrow mounted in the rack.
I found that he was seriously mentally ill, and he would argue that everybody envied him because of his FREEDOM. He was a sick puppy. He trapped a dog for three days in the waters edge on my property(he ran trap lines and ate what he trapped).....and I announced in town that I would tie the sob who left that dog in the water for three days and I took his trap. It is against the law to take a man's trap. I got the dog to the rightful owner, and I told them that I was not giving the trap back until he paid the vet bill for the paw damage. The people in town called him Rambo because they feared him and he lived a feral lifestyle. Well Rambo comes on my property and gets in my face about me going to jail.....he shortly found out that scare stuff works with some and it is a very different thing with others. After he had his come to God moment, I actually began to help him. Gave him some work, and pretty soon everybody in town was standing up to him, and he moved into a small house and actually started working and got a girlfriend.......he told me later that girls and his personal cleanliness was always a problem. My point being that at some point you begin to wonder about mental health when somebody lives like this man has lived, and I am thankful somebody got him a job, but so many people let out of the mental institutions thirty years ago have and continue to live on the streets.