"What we once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes a part of us."
- Helen Keller

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Michael was a son, brother, friend and mentor. He lived most of his life in Colorado and learned to love the outdoors, especially freestyle skiing. Michael was passionate about everything he did, including working with children, mountain biking, cheering on the Denver Broncos, raising his beloved dog, Molly, and living life to its fullest despite serious challenges. Michael never let his seven-year struggle with a brain tumor prevent him from striving to improve his life. In 1999 he received a B.A. in environmental studies from the University of Colorado, Boulder.

Michael was passionate about his particulars, and that is what endeared him to many of us. He was a guy who lived by his strange convictions: cursing powder days, tantalizing us with his distinctive dance funk in the middle of the boogie circle, truly believing that his historic 1986 Toyota Tercel was indeed a babe magnet, taking the outcome of Bronco games to new emotional levels.

Michael lost his battle with brain cancer at age 28 on November 13, 2003, with family by his side. But he thrives in our memories. We remember Michael's smile, his enthusiasm for life, his friendship, his courage in dealing with his illness, his caring for others and the depth of his soul. These things help to shape us. Thanks to Michael, we have gained wisdom, we understand joy, we know love. Whether dancing wildly or catching air on the slopes, we do it all with Michael in mind.