Mike lived next door to me in Cincinnati. We used to play cowboys and indians and ride our bikes together. His mother, Geneva, took me to Sunday School at Bridgetown Church of Christ. I was looking on the computer to see if I could find some of my childhood friends. I am deeply saddened that Mike is gone. He always will have a special place in my heart. I am proud of what you became, Mike. Thank you for your service to our country.