Remembering Reg

Reg Alcock gave me my first real job.

The year was 2003. I was studying political science at the University of Winnipeg. A friend of my mother’s, who was actively involved with Reg’s constituency association, suggested I pay a visit to Reg’s office to discuss how I could get more involved with his various political activities. I did, and thus began a truly remarkable adventure that took me from volunteer to paid staffer, from constituency assistant to communications professional, from Winnipeg to Ottawa, and, most importantly, from young adult to grown man.

For that, and for so much more, I’ll forever be thankful to Reg. He took a gamble hiring me — an untested young turk — and presented me with so many extraordinary opportunities during my time with him: telling his story in countless constituency brochures and letters; accompanying him to so many fascinating meetings and events; helping him represent his constituents, our province, this country so ably and so passionately.

What an education!

Indeed, everything I learned about politics and about public service, I learned from Reg; about communications, Reg; about campaigning, Reg; about hard work, dedication and perseverance, Reg.

I may have received a degree in political science from the University of Winnipeg, but I was schooled in the subject by Reg Alcock.

And yet, my time with Reg wasn’t merely academic, nor was it merely professional; it was personal. For I came of age working for Reg.

Going from university student to working adult, from my parents’ house to my very own apartment, from the city in which I grew up to one I barely knew: profoundly formative years in my life. And Reg was there; the constant, the cause, the purpose, the pillar around which my life revolved.

My time in politics is behind me now, but the time I spent with Reg and his political family — the lessons learned, experiences had, friendships forged — will forever be a part of who I am.

Thank you, Reg. You were and remain one of a kind. May you rest in peace.

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