Arthur was both independent and stubborn. As he got older, it was hard for him to accept help. His good neighbors kept asking him what they could do for him, but he always told them he was managing everything okay. The youth in the community would mow his lawn and rake his leaves in the fall, and it about killed him. He felt he could do it himself. So, if the grass barely had any growth or even a few leaves were on the ground, he was out there working to get matters taken care of before someone showed up and did it for him.