We had an elderly couple that lived in our neighborhood that I used to go over and bag their leaves in the fall for them. They never asked me to do it and I expected no payemnt. It wasn’t a big deal when I already had the mower / bagger, trailer and everything out anyway. Long story short, when I got home from work the next day, the phone was ringing as I walked in the door. Here it was my neighbor lady Judy, asking me if I could come over for a minute. She reassured me that everything was Ok and just stop over. She met me at the door with a fresh baked apple pie. This went on for several years. It was sure a sad day when they moved to a townhome.