Age 31
Grandson, Son, Brother, Undies, Friend
31
Michael was such a loving, caring person. He had demons just like everyone does. He tried so hard to fight those demons and lost the battle after being provided with Carfentanil laced methamphetamine.
My brother was my first best friend and first enemy growing up. There was never a day that went by in all of our 31 years together, that no matter what, we always ended a conversation or visit with "I love you"
I will miss his kindness, his respect for others, and his ability to make everything feel better.
I want my brother to be remembered as tbe genuine person he was, not the addict that controlled him.