~Death leaves a heartache no one can heal...

But LOVE leaves a memory no one can steal~

Deer Camp...

Everyone knows that Mike was not a hunter, but he was definately a "man's man." Marsha sent me this email the other day, and well I just had to share it. I changed a name or 2, but it just seemed a little funnier this way:

It was that time of year again, and all the guys were at deer camp. No one wanted to room with Bob, because he snored so loudly. They decided that is was not fair to make one of them stay with Bob the entire time, so they voted to take turns.

The first guy slept with Bob and comes to breakfast the next morning with his hair a mess and his eyes all bloodshot. The other men asked, "Man, what happened to you?" He said, "Bob snored so loudly, I just sat up and watched him all night long!"

The next night it was a different guy's turn. In the morning, the same thing- his hair was all standing up, eyes all bloodshot. Once again the men asked, "Man, what happened to you? You look aweful!" He replied, "That Bob could shake the roof off a house with his snoring. I watched him all night long!"

The third night was Mike's turn. Now Mike was a tanned, older cowboy; a real man's man. The next morning he came to breakfast all bright-eyed and bushy tailed. "Good morning!" he said.

They could not believe it! "Man what happened?" Mike answered, "Well, we got ready for bed. I went and tucked Bob into bed, patted him on the butt and kissed him goodnight. Bob sat up and watched ME all night!"

i miss you a little...

There is a song John Michael Montgomery sings that I have always loved called "I Miss You a Little." It goes something like this... "I miss you a little since you've been gone, a few little memories keep hangin' on. I miss you a little I guess you could say a little too much, a little too often, a little more everyday." Today marks 36 weeks since you made your journey... I miss you a little too much, a little too often,

a little more everyday!
Love & miss you,

Ang

what a ride...

~Lifes journey is not to arrive safely at the grave in a well preserved body... but rather to skid in sideways totally worn out shouting

"WOO-HOO! WHAT A RIDE!"

Mike you had a great ride... way too short, but you lived every minute of it to the fullest! RIP babe!

Love you always,

Ang

xoxo

bAcK fRoM BoIsE...

~Well Boise was a bittersweet trip for us. We had a great time, but of course we missed Mike. Lots of georgeous cars to see, glad I was not one of the judges! The Woodie took 1st in its class "Altered Street Wagons" and Mike won the Street Achievement award for Design and Originality. It was a great tribute to him. So with that said... here are a few photos from the show.

Enjoy...

aNgIe, SpEnCeR & wOoDiE

wOoDiE

aNgIe & ChArLiE

(the painter from American Hot Rod)

PaT, jIm & LiSa

JiM jOnEs 1957 ChEvY & wOoDiE

~Thanks to Scott & the rest of the New family for inviting us to participate, to big & lil' Jim's for getting the Woodie up there, Brandon for letting us use his trailer, my dad & Pat for hauling the Woodie home, Lisa, Shannon & girls and Mitch & Noelle for coming up, and my poor mom for staying behind and dogsitting (as always)!

~Love you all~

happy birthday baby...

Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you...

Happy birthday sweet Mikey...
Happy birthday to you!

I know that there is a HUGE party in Heaven today, and it is all for you! We love and miss you more than you will ever know. March 18th will never be the same here on Earth without you.

Love you baby... happy 63rd birthday!

~Ang xoxo

The Sky Angel Cowboy...

Pat Hall sent me this e-mail and I found it very fitting for Mikey's blog.

*Be sure to pause the music player so that you can hear this amazing little boy!

Thanks Pat!

And Logan... you are an ANGEL!