Michael Patrick Treanor was a force of life that will always remain with us. He passed away on July 6th, 2022 surrounded by his beautiful children and first wife. He was a student of life, always learning and curious about the world. This passion for learning extended into various careers as a business owner, mechanic, software developer, as well as a long and meaningful career as a high school science teacher - a part of his life he held dear. He was a lover of science, mechanics, music, Star Wars, and most of all... his children and step children, and others he loved so fiercely. He believed in people, possibilities, creativity, and love.

Mike had a quick wit and a sharp sense of humor that was so uniquely his own. He could always make you laugh, and sometimes annoy the hell out of you. There was never a moment he wasn't pushing boundaries in some way, as was his nature from a young age. From taking apart his father's computer to learn how it worked as a kid, to teaching himself complex computer coding languages in his 50's - he was always fascinated by how things worked. That fascination was always shared with others.

If you were lucky enough to know Mike well, you will know well the 4+ hour phone call or chat over bbq that always came with him. Or the beautiful blog posts he would sometimes share. Or the ways he was there for you with a warm heart. We will forever remember him as a wellspring of creative energy, curiosity and boundless love.

These words cannot possibly sum up the life of such a beautiful person, but it is a glimpse into knowing him. He is survived by so very many loved ones and preceded in death by his parents, grandparents and many aunts and uncles, whom he has now returned to.

His words below, written in 2019, will always be with us:

"My poetry brings joy to the world. My art is thought provoking. My code is efficient and ingenious. My habits and routines are productive. My love is warm and beautiful. I have tremendous skills. I work hard. I am honest. I care about my children and I prove it every day.

I value all of the various parts of my soul, these remnants of my time spent here so far. My vast creativity is a wellspring of value. I offer it freely most days. I help people when I can and I do not seek recompense. I teach people when I know and I abstain from cloying conceit. I laugh and cry with my kids. I am more than the sum of my parts. Someday I’ll be gone from this world and I wonder if my epitaph will list only my GPA as a child and my salary as an adult.

My hope is that those things are blown away like leaves on an autumn breeze, that people will forget how many medals I won, how many dollars I earned, and what all the little pieces of paper said about me. My dream is that my steadfast attachment to the beauty we each bring to the world is some part of my final tally. I would like to be remembered for my teaching, my music, my laughter, my creativity, and my family.

I would like to know that I am like my mother and that when I am gone, I will be missed for my time and not for my money."

Perhaps these words serve as a final gift he can give us all... A beautiful perspective on having a life well lived. Certainly he has accomplished everything he wrote here in his 52 incredible years. Even though his time here was cut short, no doubt he is still inspiring us all and will continue to do so for years to come. He is the kind of soul that stays with you forever. 

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