It’s been a long time since I’ve spoken to Mike.

In fact, I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t even remember me, since for him, I’m one of those ephemeral faces that have cluttered up his life as he climbed his way to the very seat of power at Queen’s Park some thirty years ago.

We parted company, Mike and I, back in 1995 when he was elected Premier of Ontario and began his scorched-earth campaign to unravel all manner of supports for Ontario’s vulnerable populations.  I should say that I parted company with him, and that he didn’t break a sweat, much less notice.  So he won’t be troubled by today’s column, because he won’t read it, passing as it will well below his radar.

I knocked on doors for the guy, worked the phone banks, was a poll captain, speech-maker and speech-writer.  But the last time I spoke to him was when I saw him get out of a car at the Renfrew County Plowing match back in the early 1990’s.  We came abruptly face-to-face.

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