Condolence: I didn't know Mike for very long, but he was one of the few people who would have a long, in-depth conversation with a stranger off the street. I met him by wandering past a bar one evening. I was looking for a place to sit down with a beer and write, and every table outside was full, including the one Mike was sitting at by himself, watching people walk by. The moment I saw him, spread out on the bench, the one opposite him empty, I knew instantly that he was open to having someone sit down next to him. Not knowing how to just sit down at a table taken by another person, I walked back and forth a couple of times until, the third time I did this, he looked at me and asked, "lost?" I sat down across and we talked for at least three hours about life, philosophy, and the proposed life stories of the people walking by us.
There are very, very few people who could do what he did, and I'll remember him for this uniquely human but sadly rare quality for the rest of my life.
I didn't know him well and for long, but I knew that there were not many like him. He and his mind and his spirit will be missed greatly.