It was a warm Friday evening in June. Michael was enjoying a test ride on his mini chopper along the road that we live on, in the rural mountains of Tennessee. He was on his side of the road on the grass, going no more than 20 mph when someone came recklessly speeding from the opposite direction. He left his lane completely and the drugged and drunken coward hit our beloved Michael head on and kept on going; hit and run and left him there. Earlier on this same day, it was confirmed that he hit and ran two other vehicles and fled from them also. We also have proof that he was drunk and drugged all day long. Furthermore, this piece of human garbage is a career criminal with a long history of crimes including the murder of his own father which he should have never been out of jail in the first place. There is no way to describe the pain and the complete devestation and suffering that has been caused to Michael and our family. We are now left in torment to grieve every minute of every day for our beautiful Michael; all because of someone who chose to use drugs and alcohol.

If any mother knew her child, I knew Michael. I thought his thoughts and I felt his feelings. We were a part of each other more than any words can express. He kept secrets, but I knew what they were. I could read his eyes and read his mind. I understood him when no one else could. I am his mom and I adored him.

Welcome to the life stories of Michael
"My Archangel" "My life is brilliant
My love is pure
I saw an angel
Of that I'm sure"