I met Adam in 1989, i had just moved back from ontario, i think i was about 15, it wasn't until about a year later when i got on Octapode BBS, that i met him, we we're close for a long time, we would play pool at the black wolf, hang out at that one place on 17th ave i can never remember.... i even remember the accident we were in, we hit the guard rail, neither of us were hurt, but he was scared to tell his parents, so i had him come back to my place, we took the train, i called his mom. told her he was ok but scared, i dont remember what happened after that... anyway, old memory... i lost touch with adam after i moved to winnipeg in 2020. i always felt he was disappointed in me, and my life choices, i'm saddened i cannot show him who i am now, that may not impress him, but his influence, helped me change, i miss him.

I’ve met Adam online years ago on IRC, I believe through YaBB SE/SMF (opensource community software, essentially the successors of BBS). Always struck me as a very nice guy who was friendly and quite funny. We shared the same sense of dark humour in some ways; which essentially means I can joyfully say that Adam could be an asshole and I really liked him because of it; as it was evil in a good way.

Eventually, he purchased a server off of me to use for Ubuntu-builds and distribution, which I think he has had for more than 10 years until I quit and the exact same machine was transferred to another company, where he still kept it and I know him and you have been working on transitioning data and what has also lead to Adam getting in touch for some help; despite being ill. I was really sad to hear about his situation, though as I had read on his Facebook and knowing him a bit; I steered very damn clear of sympathetic emotional jargon.

Adam told me had hadn’t expected to make it to 2021. I hope that his “extension” until the end of January 2021 has been worth it and didn’t come with too much inconvenience. From that point, I am glad to hear he had more time, but also glad to hear he has passed and I hope it was peacefully and, as he had said he wanted, on his own terms. All praise to anyone willing to assist in these times.

I’m sad to have missed the memorial,

Whilst I side with Adam in his despise for convention, sometimes the situation calls for conformity instead of doing anything unconventional. As such, I would like to extend my most sincere condolences to you all and wish you all the best dealing with this significant loss.

May Adam rest in peace. Take care.

Doug, I’m very sorry for your lost. May Heavenly Father give you comfort knowing that he is in a better place and that families are forever. Love

I'm Adam's aunt and live in England, UK. His mother Wendy was my older sister. Adam was an intelligent and cheery young boy. He was an amazing gymnast, too. One of my fondest memories of Adam was when I was over visiting Wendy in Calgary with my children, Marianka and Jack. Jack was in awe of Adam's incredible Lego structures, which he'd painstakingly built over time. Jack, who was about eight at the time, was desperate to play with them. Adam was remarkably kind and patient in letting Jack play with the Lego, which needless to say, took a bit of a battering. Adam didn't flinch, even though he would have to rebuild some of it. Jack and Adam met up again a few years ago. No Lego this time, but they enjoyed a drink together when Adam drove Jack to the airport. My thoughts are with Doug, May, Chad, Melinda and Abigail, and everyone else who knew Adam.

I met Adam in the late 1990s when I was still in high school and remember thinking it was the coolest thing when he would come pick me up in front of the school in his Honda Prelude. We spent so much time together either tinkering with computers, having deep philosophical discussions about useless things at Denny's, or trying to squeeze out that extra 1% performance in World of Warcraft.

During our time together, he unknowingly guided me into my current career. He got me started with web development and hosting my own personal server. He was my role model and taught me the importance of doing things the right way, not the quick way (except for maybe once or twice when he was helping me with some computer science homework and we both just wanted to go to bed).

He and I shared a bond that I will treasure for the rest of my life and he will be sorely missed.

I don't often put a lot of weight on last words, but the last message I received from him was simple and true to his form.

"Your lion-cut cat looks ridiculous. She gave me a reason to smile today"