RoncyWorks | Working together to make our shared spaces even better
Description: Notes from the "World Class City" - Urban issues, and sometimes reflections on my own local community, affectionately known as Roncy.
I haven’t managed to shake my sadness, since I learned of Sam’s death — by drowning. I heard he left a note saying he’d had a good life. I could say ‘I’m not sure why I’m sad’ — but that would be a lie. I’m not alone in that sadness — he was well known and well-liked. But for me it’s at least partly about aging. Sam Sueshi Miya was 84. But I thought he was “only” my age — 73.
Sam was cool. He was what some would call “a character”. A witty and very observant artist. You could see a certain sensitivity in his glance. He was not above a little flirtation. And he was not enjoying aging.
We had talked about a few things that most young people don’t talk about, like fearing the approaching winter: “those damn Toronto sidewalks”, for one. This is urban Toronto, and they don’t clear the sidewalks. It bugs me, because I’m from Montreal where they do. It’s easy there to walk in the winter.
RoncyWorks | Working together to make our shared spaces even better