This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Michael Stephenson, 68, born on April 3, 1944 and returned home to God on March 31, 2013. We will remember him forever. He was one of a kind. He could made us laugh down deep in our bellies, his eyes were brilliant and blue and he wore his heart on his sleeve for all the world to see. He was adored by his friends and family and will be missed.
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Leave a tributeYou’re on my mind so much during this strange time in our world. I know you would have made us laugh and lightened our hearts about all of this if you were here. Bite me Covid-19!
Love you as big as the sky and blue blue blue.
Thanks for guiding us to Texas to say goodbye to Uncle Pat. I know it was your spirit leading us when we hopped the fence to Red Gate Ranch and gave him one last hug. Rest In Peace Stephenson brothers. You are sorely missed. MDS • PWS
Jes
my love embraces you long after we have said our goodbyes”
Miss you Dad. Love you blue
I miss you so bad. This world just isn't the same without your light and laughter. I hear your voice saying my name (poo) at the most random moments and I know you're watching over me! I love you blue.
Jenny
Wishing you peace on this birthday daddy, beaming love from me to you across the universe. I carry you in my heart forever.
I wish peace to all and especially to Mike. Diane Auerbach
Missing you too much, it hurts my heart.
I am going to have a chocolate malt today for you. Possibly some pancakes too... crepe like. I miss that laugh and those baby blues.
Here's a face hug from me and the boys. :)
A Pueblo Indian Prayer I miss you daddy
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Please be patient.
Mike, molly & ron - Mexico City
Mike called to ask us to fly down to Mexico because pat was out of town for a few days. He met us at the airport driving pat"s mercedes. which pat asked him not drive his car knowing full well he would. Mike drove like a bat outta hell. We loved staying in pat''s penthouse in a nice neighborhood. he took us all over the place. We went to Taxco to buy some silver trinkets & have lunch. Mike paid some Mexican kids to watch the car. On the way back to Mexico City we sropped at a roadside overlook to see the view & stretch our legs. All of sudden a tour bus came scheeching down to a tollbooth he seemed not to know about. His tires & brakes were smoking attempting to slow down to stop for the tollbooth but he opened his window & threw out the tariff in dollars and coins. We started Laughing So haRd we were hurting. A great memory for a lifetime!!