Rascal, mischievous, prankster and one who liked to dance just a bit, with trouble! These are terms I use affectionately when I think of my cousin Mike.

My happiest childhood memories are of time spent at Grandma and Grandpa’s house in Humboldt. Mike taught this California girl the finer things in life such as hunting and catching horny toads, roaming the field behind Grandma’s house on foot, on Smokey or in that old Jeep Willy that he loved to drive. We could spend hours upon hours out there. However, I don’t think his day was complete until he had me screaming my head off, while he drove like a mad man! I truly believe he derived great enjoyment in scaring me to death! And his laughter….nothing like it, I can still hear it every time I think of him!

Best cousin ever and we look forward to seeing you again,

Love, Shannon and Jeff