He was born on August 2, 1981, and would have been aborted had it not been for the persuasive arguments of his siblings. He grew up with four older siblings that he knew and 3 stepsiblings that he never knew.
He was sanity in an insane world; he saw the light when we walked in darkness. He was "the seed that with the sun's love in the spring becomes the rose". He was a joyful young boy in an angry world.
He left this world way too soon, or heaven got an angel way too late.
He was my brother.
In loving memory,
Micah
August 2, 1981 - December 29, 1985