The Angel Michael

I can remember catching a glimpse of you from across the room as you entered the animal house. your black cropped hair and black pea coat -- your brown face with almond eyes, you couldn't have stood out more from the others -- in dress, in skin color, in temperment.

while the others worked out their angst, you brought good cheer and a lust for life to those around you, whether they liked it or not. Nothing could bring you down, it seemed, so you were our Pollyanna, our Peter Pan with rose-colored glasses.

I remember the careless nights out and the free ba-ha-la-na days exploring on a whim.

I remember the night we won the dance contest. I remember so much about you. There's so much about you we'll never forget and never stop loving.