Dearest Brother Michael, You were always there to help us get through whatever was hurting us at the time. You took on so much responsibility when Dad got sick; and then Mom had her stroke. You never complained; but got through everything with quiet strength and good humor. I remember a house that was always laughing, due in large part to your ability to grab puns out of thin air and make the best jokes out of dryer then dust situations. You loved us and we adored you. I cannot believe this world has lost you; or that you are no longer with us. There is a large hole where once you stood. My heart breaks. See you in heaven some day. xo. Sue