On the rare occasion she leaves her room, Diane Evans uses a walker to gingerly navigate San Francisco’s Tenderloin neighborhood. Most days, the 74-year-old wears a multicolored head wrap, extra-large T-shirt and plaid pajama pants. Deprived of classes and shared meals at the senior center she calls home, she is alone most of the time, beset by numerous health problems and severe clinical depression. She is, in fact, a prime candidate during this pandemic to be crushed by loneliness. Yet, she is making it through OK. Read her story via KQED.
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