I don’t know where to begin, really, so I’ll just start by saying that Myles was one of my best friends, and I loved him dearly. When he started at Thalia Capos as a temp, I was laughing 3 seconds in to our first conversation and I knew we were going to be friends. It was impossible for me to contain my excitement when he was hired on full time. Now, working together was how we met, sure, but we got to know each other through playing music together. We would jam on random ideas and and just have fun. For those of you who are musicians, every once in a while you meet someone who you just mesh with judicially on a whole other level. Playing music with Myles was one of life’s greatest gifts, and I will forever miss that connection with him. When Chris Bean joined our jam sessions, we became an inseparable group who always talked about music and how to be better at it. That developed into more than that though. We were the kind of friends that always lifted each other up, and never shied away from saying that we loved each other. It was a beautiful experience.

Myles was the sole reason I made it through the heart of the pandemic and my cancer fight with any shred of my sanity intact. I will forever be grateful for his kindness and friendship. He came up with the idea to play a game where we would send each other a video of ourselves playing a riff on guitar, and the other had to guess what it was. We simply called it the riff game. We even had matching shirts! We did this almost every day, and even if we didn’t send a video, we at least talked everyday. Myles was one of the closest friendships I’ve ever had and I will forever miss him. I will miss his laugh. I will miss his jokes. I will miss our musical journey together, and I will miss his abundant skill and tenacity as a musician. I will miss everything about the gentle giant. He was truly one of the most caring people I’ve ever met.

A brief story: a few days before my cancer surgery, we had a jam night at work and Chris Bean sang a song called Bird on a Wire, and me being in an emotionally compromised state, could NOT handle it and I started bawling my eyes out. Myles came over to me and he smiled, asking if I wanted a hug. Boy did I. It’s something I’ll never forget. It was a grand comfort during an exceptionally difficult time in my life. I feel privileged to have known him, and even more privileged to have been one of his friends as well.

To Peggy, Dave, Lacey, and Nick, I cannot fathom what you are enduring right now. Know that if there is anything I can do to help your wonderful family through this, name it and I’ll do my best. From me and my family to yours, you have our sincere condolences and our love. Myles was one in a million. 

To Myles' family with our deepest sympathies: 

Although we never met Myles, we fondly remember how Peggy and Dave talked lovingly and proudly about his passion for music. We hope that these and many other special memories will provide strength and comfort for the path ahead. We hope that Myles' love for music will be always with him as he rests in peace.