Mike was an East-Coast guy
transplanted (transformed?)  into a West Coast Guy - Santa Barbara style !
                                                  
With Lydia Zartman, his life's love and companion, Mike blossomed after he made his home between the Pacific and the Rockies.
                                               
When he was able to visit back east as he did right before he left us, Mike tried to do 3 main things.                                                
1) Visit family and old friends - especially his "Gloucester gang"
2) Go see Hatteras and the lighthouse. He loved the Outer Banks
3) Tell all the kids-
 "Give me some Love"
Mike had a massive heart attack while at the Santa Barbara Municipal Golf Course June 8, 2001. He had just celebrated his 52nd birthday. Although he was on the "outside" very fit and active, he had a deadly dose of coronary artery disease, that was undetected in routine physical exams. Mike will always be remembered for his zest of life, his stubborness *laugh, and his kind and gentle soul. Can't wait to see him on the other side!