Michael was my Older Brother, we had fun growing up, he always was very protective of me and was a Great Brother. My Best Memorie of Mike was when he tried to teach me how to ride his motorcycle. He was very patient and kept telling me over and over not to be scared and how easy it was to ride. I never did learn how to ride it because I was too scared. Another time I remember well is when we lived in West Richland and came home from church and I had brought a friend home for the day, We decided to go out and walk down by the Yakima River, it was not long before the 2 of them were swimming in the river. I was walking in the water but not going to far out as I did not know how to swim very well. All of a sudden I fell into a hole and the current swept me away. Mike came swimming as fast as he could and grabbed me and took me back to safety. Just like always Mike was taking care of his little Sister. I miss him and will never forget him..