When did you meet Mickey?
1974
Where did you meet him?
Morningside
Memory of Mickey
Mickey and Sharon were among my parents' best friends, so he was a regular presence in my life. We'd take walks through the neighborhood and end up at their house. Mickey would invariably be tinkering with something–a homemade computer, a homemade printer, a recipe, a gadget, a half-built boat in the basement. And as he did, he'd tell stories and crack jokes–always with a twinkle in his eye–and still somehow manage to ask questions about me, and what was going on in my life, in a way that displayed genuine interest, no matter how interesting my answers. He was one of a kind, and we were all lucky to have him in our lives.
Perfect description.