I can remember the day of his accident like it was yesterday. He was a fighter like no one other person I have ever known. This tragedy would have left most others not only paralyzed in body but also with a paralyzed will to live, not Mike.
As is always your way, for the first couple of years following his injury you put yourself out there on the front line once again. I'm not sure how you do what you do for so many others. After his release from the Kessler Institute, you were his personal chauffeur, driving him to the rehab center three days a week for over a year. Not only did you step up to the plate, but you were always concerned about cheating our family of your time. We all knew that you would not have it any other way. As I have said so many times, I would choose you above anyone to be with me in a foxhole.
Your passion for those you love is beyond my ability to put into words.
May you rest in peace Michael as you join your sister Dorothy in the heavens above.
I love you; we are so blessed to have each other. I think of you as my rock and myself as the pillow, what a wonderful combo. Thank you for always being there for our family.