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February 11, 2005
Heather in NYC
What strikes me most is that Mike was the kind of man you'd say the
same glorious things about in life, as you would when he passed.
Because it didn't take his death for us to realize how wonderful he
was. We always knew.
People tend to bestow undeserved virtues on the deceased, for whatever
reason. In this case, every bit of praise is deserved. Mike was a
blessing.
Heather Hunter
This Fish Needs A Bicycle
Posted at February 11, 2005 01:32 PM
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