Dinner celebrating Rex being in town

I've thought of posting on here before but it's been too emotionally difficult. When the question was posed about Mikes acts of kindness and what made him special I had to reply.

I'm 65 now and my brother Mike was one of the most fun guys on earth. More importantly, he was one of the kindest, most honorable men I've ever known. He was a 'by the grace of God go I' kind of man; he made no judgment calls on others. He would help anyone and share everything.

When I was 16 Mike let me use his new and very large Ford LTD. When bringing it back to him I turned short into the carport and scraped the side badly. I was horrified and afraid to tell him; when I did he said "it's just a car " and never another word about it.

Once when he was a young man he stopped his car for a little old lady that was walking down Joy Road using a walker and appeared to be struggling. He asked her if she needed help and she asked him to take her home. He helped her into his car (1968 409 Impala or Chevelle SS?) and she pointed the way to her home. When they pulled into the nursing home that she had escaped from the staff and other residents were cheering. He left and got back in his beloved muscle car to find that she had peed on his seat. I cleaned that car for him and was so proud to tell him that it was tough but I got the 'stuff' off of the dashboard for him. Years later I found out that 'stuff' was chrome

Mike always loved kids. He was a wonderful father that stepped up to the plate and took care of his kids since he was 19 years old. At family gatherings if you heard a kid giggling and laughing you could bet it was because Mike ( or later his son Michael) playing with them.

When I was young he stopped our Mom from 'spanking' me more than once, telling her she should never punish us in anger. This was back in the 60s, before time outs were a thing. He instinctively knew that as a child himself.

He was always there to help me; move an organ, a 200 pound TV, take the hard top off my Jeep , put it back on and yada yada yada.

He used to loan one of my friends money. I warned him he may not get it back and he said that's okay, he would still give him a chance.

Mike was always very brave. In the same manner of the life he lived, he took the sucker punch of terminal cancer with such grace; truly amazing grace.

This little sister learned some invaluable life lessons from him.

Rest in peace brother. Love you always.

Happy birthday Willie. Love you forever

Jacki and family.   We are very sorry for your loss.  All are in our prayers.  Jan and Brian Molloy

The Champ

Senior Photo

So sorry to her about the passing of this wonderful man. My thoughts and prayers are with Mike and his family

Whenever i’m at my grandparents house, Grandpa cooked me and Grandma dinner… or he screams down the stairs that he wants a pop or water. When I want to sleep on the couch he comes down watch a movie or two then goes upstairs to sleep. Whenever me and Grandma go out shopping or dinner we ask Grandpa if he wants any food we bring him food, he gives some to Gracie. I’ll miss watching you make some guacamole and cutting some meat up for the holidays. Grandma and Grandpa use to take us grandkids to the water park every year but we didn’t go maybe the last three years, that’s how all of us bond. I’ve started calling him Grandpe because I thought that was cuter then Grandpa. Anyway I’ll miss you Grandpe.