- 63 years old
- Date of birth: May 31, 1953
- Place of birth:
California, United States
- Date of passing: Jul 6, 2016
- Place of passing:
Connecticut, United States
|Mitchell, we can only hope to accomplish the happiness that you radiated.|
(See below about donations to charity, in memory of Mitchell.)
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Mitchell Ferguson, 63, born on May 31, 1953. On July 6, 2016, Mitch left his body behind to continue his adventure in the heavenly realms. It was very sudden and Mitchell may have been uncomfortable for just a few minutes. A peaceful passing in support of his peaceful life. Mitchell was an amazing person. Although, he did not have a lot of superficial resources, his heart was always full of bliss. He gave that bliss away to whoever he came in contact with, never diminishing his own bliss. He rarely asked for help, but always wanted to help other's. His fulfilled life should be an inspiration to all of us who get wrapped up in the drama of temporary accomplishments.
A memorial will be held for Mitchell at the Christ & Holy Trinity Church, 75 Church Lane, Westport, Saturday August 13 at 11:00 AM. Please call 203-912-3385.
It was great to see some of Mitchell's best and closest friends. The family wishes to thank you all for the good thoughts and feelings that y'all and Mitchell shared all these years.
Here is how people can donate to Paul Newman's charity, in memory of Mitchell.
1. Once there click on the amount and Give By Card (or paypal).
2. Then fill in the Donor Information (you) and click on Next Step.
3a. If you want a letter sent to Mitchell's family, click on "Send a letter on my behalf".
3b. Select "in memory of"; "Mitchell"; "Ferguson"
3c. For the send letter (but only if you want a letter) section put: "Mitchell" "Ferguson" "PO Box 8" "Mill Spring" "NC" "28756"
3d. Click on Add Tribute Info.
4. Fill in your credit card information and click on Donate Now.
If you would rather pay by check, here is the address:
SeriousFun Children's Network
228 Saugatuck Ave
Westport, CT 06880
"I got to know Mitch and his twin brother Mike in '69. We had just moved to Connecticut and I knew no one. Mitch (and Mike) were so gracious to befriend me as my family had been moving often. I enjoyed hanging with them, riding our bikes, sledding down the hill from North Ave and hitting golf balls over the Merritt Pkwy. Half of 9th, all of 10th we had fun. Then I moved to Texas ... Bummer. I really missed Mitch (and Mike). Well goodbye old friend and many condolences to Mike and the Ferguson family. God Bless y'all."
"I am honored, privileged, and blessed to not only have worked with Mitchell in the small photo lab since 1997 but to call him friend. Mitch was an amazing man. We spent so much time together at work. He made my days brighter. He made me laugh during the stressful holidays. He always listened through my tears during personal tragedies and made me feel better. He was so kind as I sit here remembering the time he picked up a baby mouse in the store and put it outside, or saved a bug(skeeter Eater) from the break room. I thought i was done crying over this loss I realize i am not after reading all these beautiful tributes. Mitch was he kind of person who would do anything for anybody. I can only try and emulate that. He lived it. I know he is here with us, everywhere around watching. An angel for us. I will always miss you my friend. Love you to the moon and back. Hope to meet up with you again someday you amazing person, XOXO"
"I met Mitchell in the 70's when I worked at Remarkable Book Shop, but didn't get to know him until the 80's when he periodically stopped into Pymander. I had many reflexology sessions with him -- he always ended our sessions with burning sage, which, as you know, can smell very much like pot. Heading straight to a League of Women Voters meeting one day found me with some explaining to do! Mitchell appreciated my dilemma. Will miss his quiet, sly smile, like he's sharing a secret joy."
"I saw Mitch the last time at CVS, he was busy and I was in a hurry, so I did not stop to say hello, not knowing it would have been good-bye. Mitch and I met at the Mushroom where we worked together. He gave me my first reflexology session, (OUCH!) and concocted a liver flush for me. What a wonderful man and a true friend, I will miss him, but am grateful to hear he did not suffer, truly a unique and very special soul. Love you Mitch, Godspeed,"
"What a kind and gentle man. I will never forget his enduring patience with me each and every time I needed help with the photo kiosk!!
I am deeply sorry. You will be missed Mitchell."
"The Ferguson house was like a 2nd home to me in ’71-’72. Mitchell and I had a lot of fun together. He became a student TM teacher in Mallorca and I used to take him around with me and announce that if you brought your children in, he would instruct them. Sometimes he had quite a group. He was very loving and attentive with the kids. He had a great sense of humor and we laughed a lot. I remember one course where he got me laughing so much I could barely teach. I’m sure he’s enjoying his current adventure, and realizes that it was a life very well lived. Love and Godspeed Mitch!"
"Mitchell Ferguson you were the best brother in law and family ever we had so many wonderful times we worked across the street from each other you were always there for me always you had the best caring heart of any person I know my heart is heavy with grief I've been in major tears since you've been gone the way we picked on each other and made each other laugh was too funny I was so happy to invite you to live with me and Mike best 15 years ever why you left I don't know I guess it was your time to go I love you I miss you you are now heavens angel.❤❤❤❤❤❤"
"All the wonderful things people say about my brother Mitchell are all true. He is a light being. Always happy, kind, generous and full of life. I always described him as a Happy Buddha, I never saw him sad or cranky. I remember as a child, Mitchell got into cooking. The first thing I remember him making was crepes. All our meals for quite awhile included crepes. Then he decided to make his own pasta. There were lines strung all across the kitchen with pasta drying on them, I mean everywhere! I also cherish the memories of making shortbread around Christmas time. Our Mom would give us the ingredients and we would work the shortbread dough ( kind of like playing with Play-dough) and just play with it till we had had enough. Then Mom would lay it all in the pans and bake them. Great short bread, Mitchell continued to make it the rest of his life.
Mitchell will be missed by all who knew him, but we can all find comfort in the fact that each one of us has a brand new angel, smiling down on us. I sense him right over my right shoulder, chuckling away as only Mitch would do.
He was a good, good man and we are all better having had known him.
Thank you Mitchell for gracing this earth,and us with your presence. I love you and look forward to seeing you again."
"I first met Mitchell when he was delighting patrons with his magic tricks at a restaurant in Westport back in the 70's. Little did I know at that time that this man with the twinkle in his eyes, the infectious laugh and joyous demeanor would become my brother in law. Whether he was walking into town, cooking dinner, playing with his young niece or tending to his mother he was always radiant, positive and joyful. He loved making us laugh at the dinner table and always opted to see the bright side of every situation. Although he led a simple life, he was filled with vast amounts of knowledge and talents in the areas of cooking, reflexology, Reiki, photography and being an overall good, decent person. No matter where he went or who he encountered, he left behind a wave of positive energy. He exemplified the phrase Life Is Good."
"I still can't wrap my head around all of this, I called him My Mitch,yet he was everyone's Mitch,He was a great man with a gentle soul, a contagious laugh and the most crystal blue eyes I have ever seen,Mitch was a twin to Mike and I could never tell them apart especially on the phone, I can here him laughing about it even now. We shared some great times and some difficult times these past 37 years, the beauty was we were able to share them. We talked so many times about life and death. He was my guidance for many of my journeys and my healer when I needed a healing, sometimes before I would call him, he would be calling me! He was there for guidance for my children at certain times in their lives. He was always trying to make me laugh! He would always make his silly faces! I remember one Easter years ago we both were working and he got to the restaurant before me, when I walked in the kitchen, there was a 3ft Godiva chocolate bunny, a huge bouquet of flowers, a beautiful card and Mitch standing there with a his great big smile and his arms opened for that great big Mitch hug, I loved cooking and baking with him and he made the most perfect shortbread. Mitch would do anything for anyone at anytime and never ask for anything in return.It was such an honor to be your friend Mitch, Thank You for your Amazing friendship, I miss you, I love you, May you rest in peace."
"I'm Charlie Ferguson, Mitchell's brother. Mitch's sudden passing was a bit of a shock, to say the least, but in some ways it was the the best path for Mitch to take. Apparently, his health was not great, but he was bright, happy and productive throughout, with no indication of anything serious until his last moments. His quick "exit" cut short possibly uncomfortable longer term health issues. Although there are aspects of Mitch's presence that will be missed, for me there is little sense of "loss" or unfinished business. The best part of Mitchell, the part that's in my heart, is still there, undiminished. Sometimes that results in the sense that he is not really gone at all, at least not the important part.
One expression of Mitchell's devotion to the happiness of others: He was primary supporter/care giver to our mother in the last years of her life, allowing her to stay in her house, near family. This can be a very difficult time, but Mitch rarely asked for help. After her passing, Mitch went on to support his brother and his brother's wife.
An important characteristic of Mitch's life was that he seemed to only be concerned with what he was faced with today. He woke up and did the best he could with the day, and left everything else to Nature. For him, this was not a contrived attitude, by deciding that he wanted to be a saint - therefor he need to assume a new style of thinking. No, he was that way without having to think about it or even caring about whether or not he "was doing a good job". He devoted himself to service without keeping score."
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