The other day a friend passed away... err, well it was an acquaintance. No, Mike was a friend. I'm going to stick with that. I knew him because he came into Yesterday's while I was bartending. I guess it was a long battle with cancer and fuck cancer by the way. I hadn't thought of him for a while. Sometimes I see people out flying an UltraLight and I remember that Mike was the first person I knew who did that.

I haven't seen him in almost twenty years, so I can't exactly say I'll miss him. But I have to say... and this is my reason for writing this post... Mike was one of the most genuine people I've ever met, and I would be lucky if my boys treated people the same way Mike did. I liked Mike, probably loved him, but probably the highest compliment I could give to him is that if my boys treated people the same way Mike did, I'd be blessed.