My first date with Mike was a walk across the campus soccer field on a cool September night. We sat on a blanket talking for hours, watching the stars and drinking wine out of big red party cups. Mike sat extra close to me, using the excuse that it was “cold out.” And even though that night was heavy with the promise of romance, he was too shy to try to hold my hand on our walk back to the dorms.
Mike made friends wherever he went and he was always quick to lend a hand. His big laugh, outgoing personality, and open heart made it easy for me to fall in love with him.Read More