Our paths crossed one night at the Aotea Centre. Wilson Whineray was a guest of honour and had many hundreds to hobnob with in his official capacity.
He was still on the NZ Herald board then and drew me aside for a quick chat about covering the national game and its ranking in the world of newspaper business.
Nothing threatening at all, just observations from a man whose life had crossed many borders and who had an ability to unravel complex areas in life.
A couple of years ago his health was not too flash but he would not be deterred from delivering his funeral tribute to his old coaching mentor Fred Allen. Six months later Whineray was receiving similar homage.
A man of distinguished education, service and manners , Whineray resisted attempts to involve him in any stories about sporting excellence until you badgered him.