A few years ago a neighbor a few streets down was giving away a bunch of stuff before he moved to another city, including a huge Hammond organ that he kept in the garage for his kids to noodle around on. I drove over there to pick it up. A bunch of other neighbors were standing around in his driveway, chatting and checking out the goods. “I’ve met so many nice people in the past couple of hours,” he said. “I’m starting to wish I’d given a bunch of stuff away when we first moved here!”