Michael, Where to begin. We had some awesome times together my man. I remember all the times fishing and breaking curfew and mom yelling at us cause we were being stupid. I remember staying up late, smoking mad dutches, bumping the music real loud and not giving a fuck about whoever it pissed off. I'll never be able to play Call of Duty or go fishing with you but I'll think of you every time buddy. I miss you so much every day it almost kills me. I lost not only a friend but a brother. I love you Michael please keep a seat warm for me I'll see you someday here and we can kick it again just like we used to. Only the good die young, and only he can judge you now. Goodbye Michael.