Hello, Mr. Milo: This is Siobhan writing from Boston, a city you knew and loved. O this the day you passed to the better life, that was what you called it, I send you greetings. I prefer honoring you on your birthday or on Halloween, as that was what you called your re-birthday because of your accident. You'll be happy to know that Victor and Maria are now the proud parents of 6 kids and that the neighborhood you left behind continues to flourish, though many of your old buddies have passed on to your home in heaven. All your Reverends send greetings too, especially Rev Claire from down in Southern California now. Think of you every day, especially and any time I hear a song from the Steve Miller Band.

Hello, Mr. Milo: Riley, Victor, and I ran into each other in San Francisco during one of the many PRIDE events you loved in June. So, we are wishing you a Happy Birthday in Heaven, and a Happy Birthday to my grandmother, too, with whom you share a B-day. You'll be happy to know that I am wearing the purple boa scarf you gave me for my birthday in 2013 when we went out for chocolate ice cream. And, all the gelato places are doing well in your old 'hood, even in the June fog. Missing you, as does Riley. He, by the way, loves to tell stories about you at Caffe Trieste, when everyone talks about your friendship with a member of the Jefferson Airplane! I hope you get to watch his gigs in heaven!

Today is Valentines Day and it started with the message of two Hawks together , a rare viewing, as they usually travel solo. Upon some research they are sending the message that if you are in a committed relationship to never take your partner for granted. Something of a lesson I do remember being important to you. Happy Valentines and sending love from earth to heaven <3, Your Daughter, Nicole

Dad love you can’t believe this marks 7 years and now you look down from heaven . You have come to visit as the owl many times thank you , your visits are much appreciated. Thinking of you today ❤️

Hello, Mr. Michael as my young neighbor still calls you. One of them is now taller than both of us and is attending the Boys' School at Grace Cathedral. Missing you still but I hope you have made room for so many others that have passed on since your June birthday, including sadly a member of our Bible Study group. I hope you have room for him in Heaven! I honored our NYC friend John and others on the 9/11 anniversary yesterday. Much love, your friend from the 'hood, Siobhan.

Dad missing and thinking of you today . I got married in Jan. I think you would really love my husband a lot has changed since you where here. I hope your looking down and watching over ; each time I see a hawk I feel like it’s you . I hope your flying high on this very special day . Love you always , Nicole

Hello, Michael in Heaven. Wishing you and remembering your birthday today, one you share with both my late grandmother and my friend Bill. I remember going out with you for chocolate gelato and that the last year you were with us and hospitalized, you invited the CPMC nurses to put aside chocolate ice cream for me to honor your birthday. Your old neighborhood continues to thrive, though many of your friends have joined you in heaven. Riley sends his greetings, always. Missing you on this your birthday!

Mr. Michael: I walked around with Riley on Friday. He reminded me of a kindness you showed to your neighbor Dennis's older dog after one of her surgeries. Yesterday was the 20th anniversary of 9/11. I like to think of your comforting your friend John in heaven. I hope he (and you) are busy in heaven! Miss you always. SPG

Happy birthday dad I hope your up in heaven smiling down

Mr. Michael: Many in North Beach ask for you. Since your return to heaven, I met the son of one of your fishing buddies from your Hawai'i life, who now fishes in Gloucester MA and Florida's Gulf Coast. 

I hope you have a great birthday in heaven. May there be singing, dancing, plenty of dogs, and chocolate ice cream.

Mr. Michael: I think of you today but even more so on 9/11, since I think it was the day we really became friends back on Sept 11, 2001. My friend died that day in the World Trade Center, you consoled me several days later when we went to church together, and you helped me run the clothing drive at the Clinic. Later, you shared your guardian John, his wisdom and knowledge with me in the hopes of healing you. I hope you, your guardian John and the grandfather you so loved look down on our little planet with kindness, as the State you so loved, California, burns and suffers. You predicted that, too. You were very wise. May you Rest In Peace this day and forever more.

Mr. Michael: Wishing you and my Grandmother a very Happy Birthday. I hope you are enjoying your lovely area in heaven. You would not like the stuff with the pandemic, though you would be the first to help our Chinese speaking seniors and help out with the food bank on Thursdays. Ask God and your Angel buds to pray for all of us as we grapple with how to take care of our African American brothers and sisters and try to deal with that "sickness," as you called it, of racism. We have a lot of work to do. I think of you often. Riley likes to tell me fun things about you. I think you would be a great companion for our new yellow lab Nella. Take care of all the pups in heaven. Missing you.

My Dear Michael: I know you are in your true spiritual home. I honored 9/11 yesterday and felt your, Mr. T (your guardian) and my friend who passed that day -- I felt all of you. I regret missing your B-Day this year in June. This time it was I who was hospitalized in your favorite Boston hospital Mass General, but there was no chocolate ice cream, which we would always get on the birthdays when you were a patient at CPMC. You would like that new hospital, by the way, and there are even more varieties of ice cream just not as much green space. Curtis and Julio (from Grace) miss you. Mr. Don is himself now quite ill. Curtis, Julio and I are doing your Halloween lunch like we used to do in late October before I go back East again. Missing you every day. And, you will be happy to know that I finally took your advice and learned how to fish, in Gloucester MA!!

Happy Birthday Father I think of you all the time love you so very much always and eternity

You returned to your true spiritual home three years ago today. I think of you as the days grow shorter, the evenings stay cooler. Many of your predictions about our world's weird weather have come to pass, sadly. On a lighter note, you would like our new breeder for the Guide Dog program, Nelle. She would love you!

Today would have been your 67th birthday, Michael. You would not recognize your old neighborhood North Beach, though you had long predicted that fire would damage some of the store fronts. Two of your old friends have joined you in the dancing and singing in heaven, and I see you there managing Paul Kanter's band! Your church friends remember you well and with love and affection. I will honor you by getting a chocolate yogurt on this sunny June Day, your birthday and one you share with my late grandmother Mary Watkins Griffith, also a great dancer and lover of chocolate ice cream!

I am the daughter of Michael , I know it was you when this Hawk came to tap on my window several times . I would come outside and sit with you for some time and then you would fly away . I still think of you daily wandering how it would be to '' see through your eyes '' , a peace sight I am sure and confident . Come to visit again . Miss you , see you again some day , Your only daughter , Nicole Kircher

To Milo: Today is two years since you left this mortal coil called earth. I see you dancing and thriving in the "ether," your name for Heaven. I think of you often, particularly as the days grow shorter and the light changes, and the kids get back to school. SF is not as bright without your here. But I know there is dancing in heaven!

Today would have been Milo's 66th birthday. In a dream last night, I saw him dancing and entertaining some new friends with a lovely lunch and a special birthday cake. Miss you often, Milo!

Today is the one-year anniversary of Milo Michael (the rock'n'roll gangster) death. He would want me to see this as the day he got to go back to his real home with God. That always makes me smile. I did some things over this weekend -- long walks -- he enjoyed prior to him becoming so ill. And, I made his favorite mint tea, went to three different churches (it was also the 15th anniversary of 9/11 disaster(s)) and lit candles for my 2 friends who died that day, my friend (the engineer) who built the original Trade Center, and for Milo. Miss you ever day.

Today would have been Milo's 65th birthday. We would go out for fish meals on his birthday, which is what I will do after Game of Thrones, a show he very much enjoyed. He could play the entire theme from the TV show on the piano, no music. We will do another fun party for Milo on Halloween weekend, to honor the All Soul's Day period. Miss you Milo almost every day!

To my dear friend and former neighbor Michael...I think of you daily, when I hear the hawks in the area park and every time a Jimi Hendrix or Rolling Stones is on the radio. We miss you but glad you have gone for a better assignment in Heaven.