Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Mike and I became friends about 1965. We met through my high school friend Dennis Motschenbacher. Dennis, Mike and Ken Torrence were all morse code enthusiasts. I liked Mike from the start because of his easy going and friendly nature. His puns were always corny, but they got a chuckle out of me. Mike and I would cruise the Newport Blvd strip in his 1965 Chevy Camaro, which was a beautiful metalic green color. He loved that car. It was fun to hang out at his parents home on Clubhouse Drive in Newport Beach. We took a few trips together going out of town. Once to Tijuana where we enjoyed a few beers in taverns at our young age. We had a weekend trip to Fresno with Ken, but the best trip was to Lake Tahoe. Mike took pride in his cars, and he was a master at cooking the perfect over-easy egg. MIke was a kind and gentle soul. The only time we argued, was when we discussed politics, being opposites. I remember when Mike met Denise, the girl of his dreams. She worked at PhotoMat, which was a drive up film development business, a free-standing small building of about 100 square feet. She wore a uniform which was similar to an airline stewardess (now called a flight attendant). Mike would park there and talk to Denise for hours. He was easy to find, just drive down to PhotoMat. After I went into the Air Force in 1967, I didn’t see Mike and Denise much, as they married and moved to Palm Springs. We have always kept in touch though, and had a few great visits since then. I will miss my old friend, but we’ll meet again when that time comes.
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