When I think of Miki, I see him sitting at his desk, behind a computer, at Logal's offices in Tel Aviv. That's where I first met him. He was soft-spoken, self-deprecating, bright and helpful. I didn't stay in touch, and knew nothing of his illness, so his death came as a terrible shock to me. Sending my love to his family. "Condolences" is too weak a word. Nina.