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Dear Michael

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Day 903 since you passed away. I have no more of any sort of understanding than I did 902 days ago. If anything, I have less understanding because I have thought of more reasons you should still be here.

What we have accomplished since you left us has been pretty phenomenal. You’d be very proud and you’d agree it is pretty “kool”.

Pictured above are school supplies from the first Kool Mike Skool Supplies Drive. We collected over $700 worth of supplies donated throughout our community.

Just to give you an idea of what we collected, we had over 30 backpacks, close to 1000 pens, almost 600 pencils, 60 packs each of crayons and pencil crayons, erasers, pencil sharpeners, rulers, workbooks, binders, highlighters, glue sticks and so much more.

Earlier this year we had reached out to our family and friends and were able to donate warm winter gear for less fortunate folks.

Michael, we will continue to honor your legacy. You were, and will continue to be such a hero to many.

~So much magic~     You would be so proud.

I miss you so much, Michael. We all do.

Way Up!

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One of my fondest memories of my brother was when he took a Greyhound bus from Fort McMurray to Edmonton.

Anyone who knew Michael knows he could sleep anywhere and anytime. So as he would he fell asleep while the bus was driving.

If you knew him you’d also know that he is incredibly bad at waking up. Like I’m talking he  will swing at you. Which increases my awe of the stranger who became a good Samaritan in this short story.

Him and another passenger were the last people on the bus. As he came out from the bus I could see him wave goodbye to an older Asian lady. I thought maybe he knew her.

Once he was in my car and we are on our way he kind of chuckled out of nowhere and I asked him what was so funny. He told me that he had fallen asleep on the bus right at the first hour of the five hour drive. And that lady had tried to wake him up once once bus stopped.

He said that the lady didn’t have very strong English skills but he kept hearing her say over and over “way up!”

Wayyyyy uppp and good morning!

I miss you so much Michael, we all do.