Mr. Michael Keith Murchison

Michael was a good man. He loved to tell stories, stories about his monkey, who was the cause of a fire in the middle of the night in our home, but also was our savior thanks to his frightful screams. "He was trying to kill us or to save our lives, we will never know!" said Mike. Mike told us stories about his youth, when he used to take photographs of famous singers at concerts, stories about him and me to his children, and a lot of stories that ended up making us laugh, because of the way he told them. He said "repeating stories was a way never to forget them". He was a passionate person, first passionate about me, his wife, when we met. I was his passion, his addiction. Then Mickey Mouse from the 30's, then the "Nightmare before Christmas" movie props and art. He fell in love with many art pieces and was passionate about them. Then, he got sick with rheumatoid arthritis when we moved to Florida 15 years ago, and that paralyzed him and made him stay home most of the time. Then came diabetes, hard to manage because of his love of sugar, cake and ice cream. Then a cancerous brain tumor hit him suddenly. He was loved by his 2 children, Dylan and David, me, his wife, Danyele, his dog, Tessie, his mom, Margaret, his cousin Jimmy and his aunts Esther and Mary, his very good childhood friends, Lee and his mom, a few very good friends from up North, Bob, Pat and Doug, and Keith,and many family members and friends from North Carolina and from Virginia. His death was very unexpected. He was not supposed to die that day, because the doctors gave him a few more years to live in spite of his cancer. He wanted us to remember him say: "I told you I was sick!". He was a sweet and funny man with a great sense of humor, that he used to make us laugh regularly. His favorite food was ribs from Ruby Tuesday and carrot cake with lots of icing from Seaworld. He indulged and ate ribs and cake when he got out of rehab, which gave him an immense pleasure. Unbelievable. He was complaining constantly of not being able to sleep for the past month, at the hospital, at the rehab center and even at home. He was finally sleeping on his last day with us, and passed away peacefully in his bed. We will cherish his memory for ever, by telling each other stories about him and us together. We will miss him. Danyele

Mr. Michael Keith Murchison

October 28, 1953 - March 31, 2013