Michael always seemed to make a grand, if somewhat comical entrance at every gathering he attended. And he often left a little "Adios" in the driveway after a few of us "helped" him refuel for the long slog home. He was so proud of The Deuce, he'd spend many unnecessary hours to get somewhere, just to be able to drive his beloved truck. A few of our group's Christmas parties were made more memorable as a result of Michael's presence. His love of firearms was second only to his love of anything truck. His many friends' love for him and his delightful personality is strong and vast. This young man will be leaving a great hole in many, many hearts.