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Craig Jones
April 6, 2025
I never took a class from John, but we became good friends around the Department. After his formal retirement I approached him to do an "exit interview" - to reflect on his life; childhood; maturation into professorhood; what had changed; what had stayed the same; about what he had changed his mind over the decades. That sort of thing.
He declined. Politely but firmly.
A year and a bit later, we met on the street and he had changed his mind - on the condition that he would own the final product entirely and I would never share it with anyone. I agreed.
I called around to a handful of John´s longtime colleagues in the department to ask them "What would you most like to ask John Meisel?" Then I video-recorded several hours over two days of John talking in his Ontario Street condo, transferred the result to DVD and erased the original analogue tape, as per our agreement.
It was a delightful and relaxing conversation we both thoroughly enjoyed. Years later, he told me that once he got over his reluctance, he found it enlightening, insightful, at times profound and inspiring. I suspect - though I never asked him - that it provoked him to write his memoirs, "A Life of Learning and Other Pleasures: John Meisel's Tale."
During his years at St. Lawrence Place, I would visit John and Jock Gunn - departmental comrades - and John was always at his most gracious. Whenever I played music there - with my jazz combos or my adult students - John was always in the audience for the duration, always keen to know how I was doing. He should have been someone´s dad.
The last time I visited he was mostly bedridden - he said he preferred to be "cozy" - but his mind was still quite sharp even though his hearing was failing. In every respect, he was still the mensch he had always been.
A class act, John. We are the better for having known you.
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