Mahito before and after
I don’t have many grandiose stories of Mahito, but I do have memories.
I ended up meeting Mahito when he was an RA in building 201. He was definitely a different guy back then, but his attitude was infectious. He was also just as crazy. I remember him and Bryan Schaefer running around climbing trees and looking for odd mushrooms. I’ll still never forget the time we all went out to the beach in the middle of the night to slide down the sand slopes. Never liked climbing back up, and I never did remember what beach we went to, but hey, we had fun.
Imagine my surprise when the straight-laced RA does an about face and I find a structurally-sound stripper pole in his living room a few years later. And I do mean structurally sound. But the attitude was still the same, merely stripped away of all the structure from having to do advisory…uh…stuff.
The last time I ran into the big guy was at the supermarket. I was telling him what I was doing with my life and hoped to run into again. That was probably four months ago. I had hoped to run into him again since. Looks like I may have to wait a while longer.
Mahito, you’re a true inspiration, and the standing-room-only-get-together at the pub was proof of that. It makes me want to fight harder than ever. We’ll all miss you.
-Will