This still bothers me. But I suppose that's a good thing.
I cling to this community (CP, TRF, and the real world of Rush fans) more than many of you may know. I'm the type of person who doesn't call often, but relishes in the time I get to spend with you guys, especially in person.
I remember vividly hanging out in Eddy & Lisa's place, with Rich Carter, and Mike, and doing what probably looks like a whole lot of nothing form the outside. But it was our nothing, and it was good. We painted a picture of sorts, in my mind, the way good times often do. I know the same pictue can never be exaclty re-created, but we could have come close enough... but now there's a Mike-sized piece of it that will never again get its chance to put brush to canvas. And that makes me sad.
(We need a hug emoticon).
Hearing you in stereo. Indeed, I both feel for and slightly envy those who got to know him in the real world. He was a good man with a good heart. The world needs more of those.
My own personal real-world interactions with him (to my recall) was one phonecall. The memory of that call was a secondary punch in the gut after I heard the news.
Las Vegas, April 2008.
I believe my previous stop was San Francisco, where I met madrigal in person for the first time. She passed on Mike's number, in order to call him after I left the Bay Area. Instead, my journey took me to Las Vegas/Death Valley/Valley of Fire.
Whilst in Vegas, I gave Mike a call from my hotel room. I remember the conversation went on for quite a long while and the happy, friendly sound of his voice. He made me the offer of a place to crash if I was passing through Lompoc/the Highway 101 area on my way back to Vancouver.
Time grew short, I had to get back to Vancouver and decided to take the quick route back (Interstate 5). I didn't wind up taking Mike up on his offer, a decision that is now to my eternal regret. I find myself wondering what may have happened in a parallel universe, where I had gone to Lompoc, gotten to know Mike personally and become a real-world friend.
Indeed, I can't help but shake a nagging memory that I DID wind up meeting him in person at some point. Just a fragment of a memory of "Fly!!!" and a hug. Maybe it was at Casey & Julie's Vegas party in 2010? 2011? Do any peeps recall such an occasion?
Now, all we can do is honour him by remembering him.