Michael Ken Dyo

I am at a loss for words at this moment-----so many years have passed by. I just thought I might google the name of Mike Dyo---and was so shocked to see how long ago he passed away. I don't think this obituary page from the L.A. Times would still be available---and that none of you would even look to see who else has written something. My name is Jim Carlough ([email protected]), just in case you remember me. I was a regular at the Pasadena Foursquare Church (with Ralph) during...

Dear Mike:

Here it is November 2007; I still feel your presence around me even as I sit 1000 miles away from Pasadena. Gladys is coming to visit and I have not seen or spent any one on one time with her since your passing. I know we will both remember you and cry, tears of love, joy and sorrow. We hope to ski together honoring one of the sports you loved so much. Soon we will all be together again. Are you checking out the mountains in Heaven?

Your beloved friend for life...

I first met Mike when a friend of mine, Virginia Bessoni, invited me to a Christmas Party that Mike was at. The party was in Pasadena and I brought along my very close friend, Gladys Hidayat, who eventually became Mrs. Mike Dyo. Me, my husband at the time, Gladys and Mike all used to go out together and always had a great time with lots of laughter. When my marriage fell apart, Mike was a full source of support. He used to call me early in the morning and abruptly, he would ask me what I...

Mike's last name "Dyo" is traditionally pronounced "Jo". This non-phonetic fact causes endless confusion among people first coming into contact with the family. Perhaps because of this, and perhaps from some compassion toward those who would need to pronounce the name, Mike generally introduced himself as Mike "Die-Oh", which is more phonetic and is easier to remember. Mike's mom, Mikko, related to me this history of the name.

Some time in the late 1800s, Hojo, a Shogun warrior...

It's taken me quite a while to be able to write anything about our friend but after being at the 1st annual MIKE-A-THON on Sat. I realized how much more of a hole in our lives that there will be. All of you who put this together I wanted to say thank you - it was a real tribute to Mike and benefited a cause that was very close to him. It was the thing that MIke was so good at - getting people that he loved together and what better place outside of heaven would Mike have wanted us all to be...

The world misses every one with your view of life. We met as members of the Home Owners Association and I was delighted to find that Mike shared one of my firmly held beliefs: That a sense of humor does not make you stupid. Problems can be solved better by folks that enjoy being together. It is said of some that they can tell you to go to hell and make you look forward to the trip. Mike was such a person, if he wanted to be, and there are all too few like that today.

He helped...

It's hard to believe such a wonderful person is no longer with us, but God has His plans for us
although they may be hard for us to understand. I met Mike when he and Gladys began dating. I'll always remeber how fun and enjoyable he was to be around. I'm greatful that Gladys had a chance to be loved by such a great man.

Mike loved to hear our church choir sing, and never stopped talking about the "wonderful soulful sound." Well now Mike can listen to the Angels sing all...

My Friend Mike

Towering but not tall.
Short in stature but in presence by no means small.
A lust for life in a casual, laid-back manner.
An easy-goihng style marked by an ever-brisk 'can-do' canter.

He was all of those things and more, as many of us know.
A paradox of opposing traits that made up the man we know as Mike Dyo.
Aggressive and impatient when he hunted in the field and even more so when he fished the sea.
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