One of the things I remember most about Mike is whenever Anna & I would have dinner with him and Karen, which was almost every Thursday after Tango class, he would tell me stories of his life's many experiences. I would have to strain to hear his soft-spoken voice over the restaurant clatter. But whenever the subject turned to Tango, he would get up right there next to our table and, without any inhibition, start showing me a step in full view of the other restaurant patrons.
Mike always looked forward to Thursday tango and dinner with friends after the lessons.
