About respecting someone's privacy

I have in the past described myself as a shy blogger. Usually if at all I post links to what interests me that I hope may interest those who visit here. 
Today I feel moved to share my thoughts. 
I'm interested in just about everything. I've always been curious. And facinated by what I've learned along the way. 
Recently on Amazon I found a documentary about a man named Willard who was a hermit. He lived in Canada and was a pacifist at heart so when there was a call for men to enlist during WW II he waited until the government stated that those who enlisted now could choose to stay in Canada during the years they served. But by the time he had enlisted the country was shipping every soldier overseas. As they claimed there was fine print in the agreement that in case they needed men badly that agreement would be revoked. And it was. 
Willard was then on a troop train being taken to wherever they would then ship the men overseas. 
He jumped off the train and disappeard for about 67 years. 
He built a very small log cabin and survived. He had some but very little contact with other people in the wilderness and they respected his privacy. Once he was seen in the back of a church service.
Eventually when he was 87, fit, happy with this life more people learned of his existence and way of life that was so different from the way they lived that they just could not understand how it was possible that he could still be alive and willing to live That Way. Meaning not living in a way they lived. 
So they grew in numbers and offered him help. He refused for the most part. He accepted books and was quite well read. Everything from mysteries to classics. But he refused money. 
And they couldn't stand that. Because they would never refuse money. 
He did not crave company. He didn't crave improvemetns in his ife. He had a very old little stove that still functioned. But they insisted it was unsafe and bought him a new one. 
Long story short his cabin burned down. 
He had survived so successfully for so long on his own that I do not believe that he somehow mistakenly caused the fire. Since these intruders, these "do gooders" would not leave him alone.
I have to wonder if his cabin burning down was a case of arson. Because they had also had a new home built for him before it burnt down. And he didn't want it. The nerve of him! 
After the fire which I suppose was to force him accept the home they built for him, instead he fled into the wilderness. And his remains were found not long after. 
They hounded him and his unique life that didn't match up with theirs until it killed him. 
I felt terribly sad for Willard. And furious with these intrusive people. They had this herd mentality that everyone must live like them. One man kept saying, "Why it's only common sense!" 
How about just respecting someone's life as they live it. Do unto others as we would have others do unto us. We reward unique people as long as they share themselves with us. Too often, if they want their privacy they are resented, not by all, but by enough busy bodies to harm them.
We live in a society today where we are urged to be transparent. Now when it comes to a company I believe that is an excellent and needed policy. However few of them adhere to it. 
But when it comes to our lives and how we choose to live as long as one does no harm to others we must respect other people's privacy. I will follow this up with my thoughts regarding a similar story where a unique person who has actively contributed to society insists on his privacy and right away there is someone stating "I want to lift his mystery." I want to tell her to get her own life.
Here's the link to the video documentary regarding Willard. 
https://www.amazon.com/Willard-Hermit-Gully-Kitchener-MacDonald/dp/B0719BYS8F