November 16, 2015
November 16, 2015
I met Mike when he was the chief elections officer of the McGill's students' society the year I ran for SSMU president. I don't know that we would have ever crossed paths otherwise, but it became clear pretty immediately that we would be friends (officially) after the election ended. We bonded by exchanging barbs and sass, telling each other anecdotes about student government and electoral processes more generally. And as cynical as he was about the whole affair, he worked himself to the bone to do a good job of it; he was entirely scrupulous and even-handed in his role.
As I got to know Mike and as we spent time together in both Montreal and New York, I came to appreciate just how full of surprises a single human can be. Mike was multi-faceted in his talents and interests. He was incisive, funny, and always, always interested. In reflecting on the person Mike was, I keep coming back to a single quality that I so admired in him: Mike fully engaged with people, of all types, and was entirely open to exchange with whichever person was in front of him. He took people as they were and are. He was present, and his attentions did not sway. If you could hold your own in a conversation with Mike, he would give you his full energy and respect. He was inquisitive, and he wanted to know and learn more from the people around him. His vociferous opinions were not set -- he savoured the opportunity to finesse ideas in conversation with others. I don't know that I've ever known someone so cynical and so sincere in equal measure.
I'll miss you, Vallo.
As I got to know Mike and as we spent time together in both Montreal and New York, I came to appreciate just how full of surprises a single human can be. Mike was multi-faceted in his talents and interests. He was incisive, funny, and always, always interested. In reflecting on the person Mike was, I keep coming back to a single quality that I so admired in him: Mike fully engaged with people, of all types, and was entirely open to exchange with whichever person was in front of him. He took people as they were and are. He was present, and his attentions did not sway. If you could hold your own in a conversation with Mike, he would give you his full energy and respect. He was inquisitive, and he wanted to know and learn more from the people around him. His vociferous opinions were not set -- he savoured the opportunity to finesse ideas in conversation with others. I don't know that I've ever known someone so cynical and so sincere in equal measure.
I'll miss you, Vallo.