Sometimes it's not the complicated or artistic projects but what your handiwork means to someone.
One of our members of the firehouses' elderly mother visits regularly and contributes her time to help out quite a bit and is respected for her efforts.
There is a small set of 3 concrete steps from the engine bay to the meeting room. She slipped and fell one day coming into the firehouse. Not good for someone of advanced age.
I found an old handrail that someone was giving away. I sanded it down and refinished it. Cut it down to fit the small set of steps. Secured it to the wall directly to the studs with very long screws so it is in the wall SOLID. It does not budge at all. You easily put all your weight into it and then some. Perfect for a safe thing to throw all your weight into instead of landing on the concrete steps. This was installed ironically on Mother's day. I told Carol that I did this for her because I didn't want to see her fall again. She was SO happy and thanked me multiple times.
I think she thought that was the best Mothers day gift she got that year even though that was not my intention.
Sadly , Carol passed away last year from a battle with cancer. The people in the firehouse call that handrail as 'Carol's handrail'
Kinda a legacy in her memory and our other members who are advancing in age appreciate having it there too.