Donald Pnewski Jr. was filled with mixed emotions the last few days. He was sad about his imminent move out of St. Paul's West Seventh neighborhood where he had spent most of his 53 years. He also was excited about moving out of his mother's cluttered garage where he slept in a sleeping bag next to a space heater.
In a few days, he'd be moving into his own apartment.
Pnewski did odd jobs for money and spent much of his adult life living with his mother in his childhood home on the corner of W. Juno Avenue and Victoria Street. But years ago she, in her 70s and dependent on an oxygen tank, gave him the boot because of his heavy drinking and smoking.
Pnewski moved into the garage out back, where he lived year-round for seven years until Thursday, when an early morning fire killed him and destroyed the structure.
"I just saw him yesterday and he was fine," said his friend, Chris Beaty. "I was so happy for him."
He slept on a couch in the middle of the garage. There was junk all around the perimeter as well as a lawnmower, a snowblower and two 1-gallon jugs of gasoline, typically full. On nice days, he opened the overhead door and cracked open a beer with friends.
When his mother, Dorothy Pnewski, needed help inside, she flipped off power to the garage. That was how he knew she needed him, and friends said that despite his drinking he looked after his mother until she died several months ago at age 80.
"He was a really good guy," said his longtime friend Tracey Kortkamp.