Michael was a wonderful, kind soul, his beautiful blue eyes lit up the room. I spent a lot of time in his presence with my grandma, the late Eleanor Fenner. She loved praying with him so much and he was such a dear close friend to her. I am very thankful for the joy he brought into her life and I remember him fondly. There was something soothing about hearing his ventilator, his raspy voice and the crinkles in the corner of his eyes when he smiled. I loved seeing him scoot around town in his electric chair, we would always say “oh, there goes Michael!”. I know how devout he was, and I am sure my grandmother was waiting for her dear friend in heaven, they were prayer warriors together. To be able to witness such a true friendship was a great honor. My sincerest condolences to his family, he was truly incredible.