One of my favorite memories of Mike is from 2008.  I had been stuck in Australia with a major medical issue, and could only get to a meeting in Sweden three days late - after a harrowing 2-day stretch of airline connections, train connections, and finally a long ride in the dark in a thundering windstorm.  I arrived at the remote Backaskog castle at midnight in the pouring rain, and as soon as I got out of the car, Mike rushed up out of the dark and grabbed me in a huge bearhug.  It made all the trouble to get there vanish in an instant.