The firist time I meet Mike...I felt I meet my brother....we shared long nights of talks long nights of laughs...the firist time I ever seen him I knew we was ride or die! Than I found out that my blood brother and him was best friends! How could it all be? Becuz it was ment that way...I never in my life had such a wonderful male friend in my life that called me his sister and I felt like it. I felt safe around Mike. I listen to his advice just as a sister should. When my blood brother James left this time he told Mike to watch over our sister...sadly he has gone to heaven now....so many questions unanswered...so many hearts left broken...Mike had thousands of tiny peices of gold within his heart....he is missed by so many and loved by many as well...leavin a baby boy and two young daughters behind...such a sad story...he is in a better place now such as my brother James just said so the other day...no more torture on this earth no more battles within....this man will be forever missed and never forgoten!