One story told last night by the director of Project Concern, a food pantry she volunteered at: a few years ago, she told him she had to stop volunteering for health reasons (cancer treatment plus Parkinson’s). 14 months later, one morning he arrived and she was there. She had never turned in her key. He knew she was not one for fuss or sentimentality, so simply asked what she was doing. She said, peeling potatoes. And that was that, she volunteered a few days a week until the week she died.