Mike went to Nyack High School with me. He was a smart kid and had skipped a grade or two, but we got along well. I consider him one of the good friends that I had back then. Of course, we all went our separate ways and I haven’t heard from him since. In the mean time I got married and started a career and Mike became an Editor at Money Magazine and lost his hair.
Someone mentioned on the news today that he is going to Oxford to study. I am glad he is doing it. Mike was smart, real smart, but he wound up in this position of writing about money and investing. I know Mike, and I am sure that he was great at it, but it seems to clash with the personality of the guy I knew back in Mr. Meyer’s physics lab back in 1968.
A year or so ago Jim Callan and I tried to call him to invite him to up to play cards. Mike played cards a lot back in ’68. I guess that because of his position, he has to have an army screening his calls and we never got through to him. He wrote his last column back in August, so he must be off across the Atlantic self-actualizing. I guess that a poker game is out of the question, now.