Isley
There are so many amazing memories that come to mind when I think of Mike. Late night drives to the inlet where we’d lay on the jetty or play a huge game of volleyball. Waiting on line for SEVEN hours to ride Kingda Ka on opening day — and then being forced to leave because Mike had a date he just couldn’t miss. (I’ll never let you live that down, Mike!) We went from immature high schoolers to probably equally as immature college freshman together. No matter how much we bickered like brother and sister back then, we always had each other's backs. He had everyone keeled over with laughter when he bleached his feet in the washing machine - yes, with actual bleach!— because his Uggs had turned his toes jet black. (Disclaimer: it didn’t work.) The first time we ever hung out he mooned me, just to make me laugh. The last time we hung out we acted like we were 15 again - laser tag, go-carting, arcade games. We all joked that even though we were 30, we’d never grow up. He taught me that everything in life happens for a reason. Life pulled us in different directions, but we found our way back into each other lives and i will forever be grateful for that. Mike may be gone, but he will never, ever be forgotten. He’ll be missed and forever hold a special place in my heart. My deepest deepest condolences to his parents, his family and to all who loved him.
Sunday June 12, 2016 at 9:23 pm