Michael was the second youngest in the family having one younger sister and two older sisters. He had a rough upbringing and suffered from a disease that controlled him and his life most of the time. But Michael was not his disease, he was more than that. He was a loving human being, he had two children which unfortunately he didn't get to see, most part because of his disease. The disease I speak of is alcoholism. He tried to stop, many times but couldn't. When my brother was not drinking, he was the funniest person I ever met. We would joke around so much!! He worked mostly as a mover, for all of his life and lived with his mother. He finally met someone special, Bonnie, and moved in with her. He died after living there for only a month. I am happy that during his final days he had someone there to love him, and to share laughs with. I will miss my brother always, we shared something special that nobody knows of or shared. I know one day I will see my brother again, in the meantime he will forever be in my heart.