To the family and friends of Michael,
I am writing this with a heavy heart after learning of Michael’s passing. We were close friends during our teenage years, meeting on MySpace when we were just 14 and staying in touch until we were 18. Though I was in California and he was in Florida, we bridged that distance with constant phone calls, telling each other all about what life was like on our respective coasts. While life eventually pulled us in different directions and we lost touch, I recently thought of him out of the blue and reached out hoping to reconnect, only to discover this heartbreaking news.
Since finding out, I have been flooded with so many wonderful snippets of memories. We spent countless hours talking about the "teenage nonsense" of that time—learning to drive, our family and friends, and our shared love for Adam Sandler and Will Smith. I’ll always remember teasing him about being exactly one month and one day older than him. He also taught me so much about his religion; he was so deeply proud of his faith and his heritage, and I feel lucky that he shared that part of himself with me.
What stands out most is that Michael was always a man of his word. As a teenager, he told me with absolute certainty that he was going to be in the military. I’ll never forget him telling me about his first HALO jump and how he literally kissed the ground after he landed. To see that he followed through on every dream he described to me fills me with such immense pride. He truly became the man he said he would be—full of integrity, tenacity, and strength.
Michael was such a good person and a truly wonderful friend to me. I am so deeply sorry that we didn't stay in touch over all these years, and I will miss him. To his family and all who loved him: please know that even as a young man, Michael left a lasting impact on my life. I am so grateful I got to know that version of him.
Rest in peace, Michael. You were a person of true words and a great friend. Nothing but love and respect, your old friend Jessica.