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| He had a girlfriend, actually, he had two in that year. Both he met at work. This was new. Remember the low self esteem? He was overcoming this. At home, however, he was becoming that angry person again, constantly arguing with his Aunt Kim, shouting and slamming doors. Why was he so unhappy and oh goodness, don�t awake him before noon!! July 18th, 2002 was his Uncle Scott�s birthday. It was a Thursday and Michael made plans to take him to the car races on Saturday as a birthday gift. Just the two of them. A guy thing. Michael worked a swing shift on Friday, came home, talked about the races he and Scott were going to the next day and went to bed. Saturday the 20th Kim asked if she and the children could go with them to the races that night. Scott found no reason why not, but it angered Michael and he slammed out of the house for about 5 hours. It was supposed to be a �guy thing�. We later learned he spent that 5 hours with his girlfriend. When he returned home the argument became about what time the races started. The family went to the car, sent the youngest back in to get Michael who told Tyler he wasn�t going! So, they left without him. |
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| When they got home that night everyone went straight to bed. Sometime during the night Tyler came down to sleep on the couch. The bedroom door to Michaels room was open and his TV was on. Tyler went quietly over and peeked in and not seeing Mike on his bed, pulled the door closed because the TV was bothering him. The next day, Sunday, the family were all getting ready for church. Kim said she thought about asking Michael but thought better of it because she was sure he was sleeping and �we don�t wake the sleeping giant�. That afternoon Michael didn�t come out for lunch. Kim went grocery shopping and bought oysters. Only she and Mike liked oysters and she decided to fix the family something else, but she was feeling badly that she and Mike had been fighting and she knew of his love for sea food. Once home and the groceries put away she decided to go to his room and get him to come out�� |
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| Someone was pounding on my door. It was 3:45pm Sunday the 21st. It was my son in law Keith. �You need to sit down�. �Ok, why?� �I have something to tell you and your not going to like what I have to say�. My first thought, something was wrong with my daughter, Rosie or the boys, Larry and Jake. �There�s no easy way to tell you this, so I�m just going to tell you.. �Michael hung himself today.� Ok, pretty soon he�s going to tell me this is a joke (pretty sick one, but a joke non the less). I waited, and waited, no he�s not going to tell me it�s a joke. Why? Why? Don�t ask. Michael would not want me to know why. |
| We can't know why the lily has so brief a time to bloom in the warmth of sunlight's kiss upon it's face, Before it folds its fragrance in and bids the world good night to rest its beauty in a gentler place... But we can know that nothing that is loved is ever lost and no one who has ever touched a heart can really pass away, because some beauty lingers on in each memory of which they've been a part. |
| Breathing fast and heavy, I�m having chest pains, take a nitro, still waiting Keith. You look rather pale. Come on Keith, when are you going to walk back out the door you just came in and I�ll wake up from this moment and realize that, thank God it was all a dream. Your still here, it�s starting to sink in. This first born grandchild whom I adored above and beyond, deeper than the ocean and higher than the sky, hung himself. Does that mean he�s dead? Why are you still here Keith? |
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| The rest is rather hazy. I remember wanting to go right away to Barb, Mikes� mother and then wanting to get to Oregon to be with Kim who found him. Kim who screamed so loud she had no voice for days. Do my legs work? Can I make it to the car? Poor Keith wasn�t sure how to handle me. I learned my daughter Rosie was with Barb and for right now he felt I should just sit still. I can�t sit still, are you nuts? Sinking in some more. Can�t be. Just can�t be. These things happen to other people. |
| Dear Lord, I Wonder I know it's wrong to question the working of Your plan. But I can't help to wonder, And pray You understand, To us, our loved ones You've only lent To teach and hold, to love, But I can't help but miss them And tell them that I care. I wonder if I treated them The way you thought I should Or did I make too many mistakes As only a loved one could? I wonder if the ache and pain Will ever go away, If I'll find peace and happiness Another time and day I wonder if they miss me And think about me some I wonder if they're waiting, For the day I too, shall come I wonder if in Heaven They ever think of me, Or is their life so beautiful They really do not see? The holidays are coming, Lord, I don't know what to do I know that there are others living But wish the days were through. Now Lord, I need a favor For myself and for my friends; I ask You for forgiveness For our hearts that will not mend. I need to ask You one thing more... Before I let You go, Will You wish our loved ones a Merry Christmas, hug them and tell them We miss and love them so... Author Unknown |
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