Michael Gordon Knight
Rod Downie is gone. I'm so very saddened to hear this. I remember him quite fondly, to say the least.
During the Ramsay years, Rod was a frequent participant in our afternoon tackle football games. It was here that I earned my only macho, sports-related, nickname. Of things athletic, I was burdened with neither speed, agility, nor quick thinking, however, I soon discovered I had a pretty good granny gear. This helped me to run over, if not thru, most tacklers, including the class bully.
How sweet it was. For one brief, shining moment, thanks to Roderick Laird Downie, I was "Tank". And, on the all too rare occasions our paths would cross, I'd be "Tank" again. Thanks, Rod, I hope you get this.
Bydand,
Michael Knight