Michael with friend Anandi

Michael was the sweetest cousin.  All the girls loved him.  And guys too.  He had so much charisma! My favourite memory of Michael was when we took a trip out west.  The Peters family and the Penny family.  We picnicked in the great outdoors and wore blue jeans and bandanas, like we were characters in the wild, wild west.  At one point Uncle Joe ran out of gas and he glided down to the bottom of the mountain in a camper.  I was scared as heck, but Michael thought it was a fun adventure.  That was Michael.  His whole life was an adventure, much of which was spent outdoors. Although he passed away far too young, he certainly brightened up the days of anyone who came in contact with him.  I miss him dearly, but treasure all of the beautiful memories I have. xo 

I remember being at Wasaga Beach with Michael and his mom.  We were cousins and I was 4 years younger.  It was bask in the day when tube tops were a thing.   I came up out of the water to have my tube top around my waist.  I was mortified and Michael was having a great chuckle.  Embarrassing moments.   I loved Michael and miss him dearly ❤️‍🩹❤️❤️‍🩹