Arthur Mansolf needed some light.
Not that he necessarily knew it then, but he realizes it now. Mansolf had come to accept the darkness. His Martinez apartment has thick window blinds that lent a nighttime feel no matter the time of day. But much more came from his psyche, damaged by a tour of duty in Vietnam, and from maladies in his legs, feet and lungs.
“I was just kind of existing,” he says.
Today, as Mansolf waits for his daily delivery from Meals on Wheels and Senior Outreach Services, his apartment is filled with sunlight, and his mood is considerably better. The community-based nonprofit organization began delivering food to Mansolf at the end of 2016, and simply put, it changed his life.