I passed the old apartment a few days ago, and saw the the apartment immediately next to ours, the little one-bedroom that had been occupied by the woman who I called "the crazy hat lady" was empty and being cleaned out. It always makes me a little sad to see people leaving, especially when I don't know the circumstances. Did she get transferred somewhere else? Did she have relatives to take her in? Did she become ill? Did she die? I don't know, and there's really no way for me to find out, not without being more nosy than I want to be.