This evening I took my parents to the viewing of well-loved, long-time neighbor who had passed away last week. When we returned home, another neighbor -- one who had opted not to go to the public event -- was quietly over on the driveway of the family who'd suffered the loss. And she was sweeping up pounds of fallen crab apples that littered their driveway. She dragged away a large garbage sack filled with them.
It was a small thing, yes. But the family won't have to wipe smooshed crab apples off their shoes when they return home tonight.
It was possibly the nicest thing I saw all day long.