Jeff Maroon
I met Michael (aka: Joker) at Camp Tippecanoe in the summer of 94-95. The first day we didn't get a long so much but by the end of day two we were best buds and even stayed in touch after. A few years later I walked into Spanish class and saw a familiar face, Michael and his family had moved to North Canton and he was now going to Hoover. Though life took us in different directions and we hadn't spoke in many years, I thought of him and those summers at camp often when reminiscing on the better parts of my childhood. Mike was always a kind hearted guy and always seemed to put others first. I don't know why this happened and I am shocked and saddened that Earth lost another great human being far too early. Rest in peace Joker, I'll miss ya bud!