I only had Mel Shavelson for one grad school class, one so crammed with other students that I’m sure he never realized whether or not I was there. But I liked the guy. He had a passion about his work. His love of teaching was evident, and even he must have known that he could tend to drone, because he often punctuated his pre-written introductions of guest speakers with hidden barbs and sly one-liners.
Mel, you will be missed.