Mikey, my Big Brother, you always said that you, Dave, and I were the Three Musketeers, (more like the Three Stooges, and we know which of us was Moe). We worked, played, lived, laughed and cried together. I will see you, and think about you, in so many things that happen from now on in day to day life, until we're all together again. See you on the other side, Brother Mikey, but, until then, much love always. Gummi Worms, Combos and Pickles with lunch forever. I love you, Mikey