I stayed up have the night thinking how can I Honor my friend by what I
write or say about him. Times like this people always say how perfect someone
is, Miguel was far perfect but he tried his damn best in what he did, I knew him
for 20 years or so and really never saw him angry, you know screaming angry
like women get. He had could balance fun and work and he did it better then
most people I ever met, he could just look at you and ask if you need help
he would stop what he was doing and help or make the time
that's the person he was, I laughed a million times with him. He would start
to tell me about a movie he saw I'd stop him and say
I want to go see it so be cool. He'd get almost out the doorway and yell
the ending of the movie to me and run laughing, that was just one of the many good times
being his friend. He sure put his mark on me and I wasn't alone, Jesus said
" I didn't come to judge,I came to Serve. Men judge themselves by their works."
Thanks Miguel it was an Honor to know you and get to be your Friend.I love you my brother and I'll never forget you. Al Kurabieski