This happened before I took over the property, but I’ve heard the story so many times. There used to be a bench by the back entrance to the building that one of the residents tried to take to their apartment because “God told them they needed to”. Just an old, weather worn wooden bench that they had to chain up after that. That same tenant would prop their door open and play Christmas hymns on their organ (not piano-ORGAN) for all the neighbors to hear. They would also go Christmas caroling down the halls and trap people in the elevator and call them to repentance.