Saturday, August 26th, 2000
I just spoke to Mikey on the phone for what I know will be the last time. I know this will come as a shock to all of you, and I'm so sorry about that, but I was sworn to secrecy. Mikey knew for a while about what was happening to him, but he didn't want any of you to know, because he didn't want you to worry. He was always like that. He always told me he wasn't worth worrying about. I knew better.
He is, and always will be, on my mind constantly.
He couldn't speak too well on the phone, but he wanted me to tell you all that he loved each and every one of you. He doesn't want us to cry over him (which I told him was damn near impossible), but he wants us to remember him fondly, and speak of him as if he were still here. He told me he'd visit me often, and that he's only a whisper away when I need to speak with him. When I told him that I'd be calling on him all the time, he said, in true Mikey style, "Well, don't bug me, you can call only once a day," and, through my tears, he made me laugh.
That was his way, and thats what I will always remember about him.
Mikey made a page for his friends shortly after he got the prognosis of the aplastic anemia. He explains more about it, and I'd like you all to read it, and please pass it on. You may have people on your list that I don't. He wrote it thinking he may go into a hospital and not return, but I assure you that if you are reading this, he has found his release in the comfort of his own home, and in the presence of his loving wife, Claudia, and his parents, and his brother and sister and their families. The woman from the Indian reservation is there today, as I write this, performing the cleansing ritual he desired.
He requests that his friends go to their nearest hospital and donate blood and/or platelets. The blood and platelets he needed were readily available at the hospital for him, and its his wish that we all donate blood in his memory, so it will be available to save the life of another person that needs it.
I have become friends with his brother, JJ, and JJ and I respectfully request that each of you who read this light a candle tonight in memory of Mikey. JJ knows what a good heart his bro has and he wished that the world knew it too. JJ says he feels that there should be more going on around Mikey, there should be people outside the door with candles lit, like a vigil, and there aren't, and I have promised JJ that I would do whatever I could to start a vigil with Mike's circle of chat friends. I've promised him that his bro would get the rememberance that he deserved, all across the United States. So please, I ask all of you, while you chat tonight, whether you come to #sexy, or any other room, light a candle near where you sit by your computer, or on the table next to your webtv, and say a silent prayer for Mikey.
He would do the same for any of you, and he deserves that much.
I wish I could leave a lasting tribute to Mikey from me, but I don't think I could sit here long enough without crying to do it. I have told him all I needed to tell him on the phone, and he knows how I feel about him. It was hard to say the word 'goodbye' to him, so I didn't say it. I know he will always be with me in spirit. He will always hold a very special place in my heart, and I will miss him forever. I will never find another friend like him in this lifetime.
Until we meet again, my friend, I love you....
(Unfortunately, I had to drop the links that were here since the email address those pages were made under is no longer valid. All that material was lost when Geocities dropped those pages. I didn't have the passwords to those Geocities accounts and could not access them to update them. What a loss...sorry.)
The midi on this page was made by my best friend:
May he find the freedom he longs for....
Now playing: "I Will Always Love You"
