Hauled our old mattress foundation to storage this morning. The only other person in the complex had parked in front of our unit and was rearranging his unit right next to ours. He immediately set about moving out of the way and we visited a little. Turns out his fiancée just kicked him out, his mother died two weeks ago in the nursing home, his Dad had died about a year ago, and he's been layed off from his security job for months due to the Wuhan flu, and no, he wasn't whining or being a victim, it was just the relevant conversation. He was combining two units and moving his stuff out of his ex's place. At least he still had a house in town. Nice fella, to, clean-cut and very polite, retired policeman of 30 years locally. We wished him well and hauled off a few things he didn't have room for (which went straight in our trash totes) just to do what we could to ease his stress.
Lots of good people suffering this year, makes me appreciate what I have all the more.