Alice Smith, Mikeís Mother, received this e-Mail.

8:14 PM 5/23/2004

I received this from my friend Hershel Davis. For those of you who do not know who Hershel Davis is, I include a brief bio.  Many of you knew Mike as a rock climber, diver, bartender and nice guy, but he was also a respected, hardworking operator and to impress and be respected by people like Hershel Davis is no small deed.  Hershel Davis served with the U.S. Navy SEALS for 34 years and is a Viet Nam Veteran. At his retirement, he was the most senior enlisted SEAL in the Navy. Hershel served as Command Master Chief of Special Warfare Unit One, Eight and SEAL Team Five. Hershel has worked all over the world in both his military and private career. He has also been involved in the training of thousands of law enforcement personnel including work with the Olympic Committee and in post 9/11 Afghanistan.

From Hershel:

Yesterday was very routine for me here in the Southern Pakistan desert, that is until I opened up my e-mail and found that I had lost another friend.

I have only known Mike for several years since my association with Halo Group. I knew I was going to like this young former Navy guy after about the first hour he was helping me on the range. Positive, pro-active, skilled, and he called me Master Chief. Not that he had to, just his way of being respectful for what I had been. Hershel would have been fine, but with Mike it was Master Chief. In this life we meet a lot of people and we often call them friends, a misuse of the word in most cases, it should be acquaintances. Mike was my friend in every sense of the word and I can only hope he considered me in the same manner. I categorize friendship in two ways, there are friends that help you move and there are friends that help you move bodies. I have had no bodies to move, but if I had I could have counted on Mike to get the feet for me.

Everything he did gave off that impression, from picking me up at the airport in Oakland, picking up donuts and sandwiches, setting up the range, helping me teach, and just sitting around talking. I didnít just like him, I really liked him and always looked forward to seeing him when I was invited to Concord.

As I sit here trying to put down something that makes sense I can see his face as if he were right here with me, laughing at my jokes (that always gets you points) and making his own contributions to the discussions. Iím going to miss him, you always miss those that have made a positive contribution to your life, he did, I will.

To all of you that are there and Iím sure I know most of you, letís be thankful for having shared some time with this young man and if you have a spare minute keep us both in your prayers.

Hershel Davis, USN (Ret)