A number of years back, Cher was doing an HBO special of her tour. I am a big fan, and at the time had not seen her live, so I decided to have a girls only viewing at my house. Michael got wind of it, said he was a big fan and wanted to join us. I said, girls only. This went back and forth. Finally, I gave in, with one condition, he dress as a woman and remain in the outfit the entire evening. He agreed. He came dressed in my mothers house dress, a curler in his hair, and womans glasses.We couldn't contain our laughter. Thank goodness he walked in about a half hour before the show started, otherwise we would have missed the first 20 minutes. Everytime we gained control of ourselves, one of us would look over at Michael sitting there like a man, if you know what I mean, but dressed like a woman and we would lose it all over again. He was too much.

On February 5, 2016, Mike and I got to meet one of our heroes...William Shatner…also known as Capitan James Tiberius Kirk from Star Trek.  We had a great time.  Mike got me the ticket for my birthday.  Fortunately, we got closer over the last couple of years…unfortunately it ended too soon.

I have lost yet another idol, role model and friend.

Love ya brother.

P.S. Tell Mom, Dad and Bob hello.  Give them a hug and a kiss.  Keep them laughing until I get there.

During the Summer of 1982, Mom, my brother Mike and I made a trip from VA to NY to visit Grandma and Grandpa as well as all the Wittich Uncles, Aunts and cousins.  In addition to all the fun with family, we also got to spend a day in NY City visiting Statue of Liberty among other tourist spots.

The final stop that day was at the 68 Percent of the New York City Police Department.  Uncle Mike was going to take us cousins all for a ride in a NY City Police Car.  We weren't a block out of the precent before the sirens were on, horns blowing, and Uncle Mike yelling over the car’s megaphone as us kids laughed.  I remember cars pulling over to allow us to get by as if we were in hot pursuit.  Uncle Mike was pulling out all the stops to show us kids a good time. And that he did!  (and Uncle Mike was having plenty of fun himself if I remember correctly)

When I returned to school that fall, I remember telling all my friends, classmates and anyone that would listen about how I got to ride in a NYC City Police Car with my Uncle Mike and cousins.  It certainly had a lasting memory for me and often tell that story to this day.  I am thankful Uncle Mike cared so much to make that memory so special!   

Brian

Front Seat, bottom to top:  Uncle Mike (25) and Brian Moore (9)
Back Seat, bottom to top:  Samantha (8), Mike Wittich Jr (4) and Mike Moore (6)
(I took a shot at everyone’s age during that summer)