My Uncle Mike was a funny man who up until last June would ride the subway with me and talk about Buffy the Vampire Slayer and laugh when I would spill my coffee on people sitting under me. My Uncle Mike was a man who lived his life the way he wanted to live, and for that I love him. There is no one quite like him or will there ever be, and I like that. I wish him a peaceful afterlife I like to think he is with my Nana and Pop-Pop right now smiling. God Bless him.