As some of you know, graduate school can be an ordeal. In Michael's case, he got through it with grace and purpose, even defending his thesis during the tumultuous events of the US "incursion" into Cambodia, when campuses (including Columbia) were resisting the Vietnam war to the fullest. I don't recall what Michael did during the Columbia occupation of 1968, but I did know another student who stayed in Hamilton Hall even after all the other white students had evacuated to Fayerweather and other buildings. Somehow the African-American students embraced this kid as one of their own. Michael was like that: his humanity shined through his political convictions. I think the word I'm looking for is "empathy," which Michael had in abundance. It was reflected not only in his political views, which were progressive, but also in the respect with which he treated those who may or may not have agreed with him. He could see past the preoccupations of the moment and focus on the larger issues that encompassed how we relate to each other with humanity. To relate one more example, when I was not always succeeding with the opposite sex, Michael asked me, "Why don't you see what THEY want?" instead of focusing on my own needs. His concern for others complemented a broad and energetic interest in social justice which, together with his natural affability, made him a role model for his fellow students, certainly including myself. I miss him terribly.

Dear Susan,
Please accept my condolences for your and Andrew's loss. In such times we remember all that went into that missing piece of our heart that can never be replaced but which we would not trade for the world. Even to fill the ache left behind. It was fairly sudden but left you with some time to share some feelings, love, and memories. I grieve for you.
With love, Robert

Susan,

Please accept Phyllis’s and my condolences for your loss. I only met Michael in passing at your home during our Frame Works business meetings, but I could tell he was a warm and caring soul. Our prayers are with you and your family.

With love,

Phyllis and Joe

Dear Susan,
Please know that you are in my daily thoughts. I never met Michael, which is my loss, so I can only imagine what a wonderful person he surely was. You would accept no less! Plus he had the good sense to marry you. If there is anything at all that I can do to accompany you through this time of grieving, please let me know. My home in Santa Fe is always ready to welcome you.
With much love, Deborah

I first met Michael in graduate school at Columbia. He had an openness to people and ideas, a great sense of humor, and idealism tempered with realism. We shared an office for one year while teaching at Columbia, and I still remember how enjoyable it was to learn from his experiences in the classroom. Over the years I lectured at his DC Claremont program, and spent many hours talking over developments in American politics. Michael had the respect and devotion of many students, and it was easy to see why. I shall miss his friendship very much, but my regret at his passing is tempered with appreciation for all that he and Susan shared with me.

All love all blessings—to remember this noble soul.