I was one of the last people to actually see Michael in person before his untimely passing.
As some of you know, Michael (aka, Nightfly) and I were very good friends here on FreeOnes as well as off the Board and into real life.
Michael moved down here to Houston at the first of the year in order to start a new life and hopefully put things in order. We shared my apartment from 15 January until the day after his birthday on February 18th. Sadly, this arrangement wasn't meant to be for whatever reasons
Due to some very intensely personal issues on his part, I had to ask Michael to leave my residence and in turn, completely sever our friendship.
However, as with all friends when they fight, once tempers subsided, he and I had a very long talk and cleared the air between us. Regretfully, we weren't able to mend the fences completely, but we did share a mutual regret for how things transpired and a promise to allow each other room to move past the bitter feelings.
Michael P. Greenwood was a good man. He could be an obnoxious, over-bearing asshole at times, but in real life, my "adopted" brother was one of the most compassionate, real, down-to-earth, and generous individuals I have had the privilege of becoming friends with.
"Nightfly" was a persona for Michael. It was his escape from all of his real life issues that he fought so valiantly to overcome. It was who he really wanted to be; how he identified with life.
I can't - and I won't - divulge any details about his life outside of FreeOnes to anyone, but suffice it to say that Michael's real-life issues are what ultimately caused his death. As most of you have read, he died of acute alcohol poisoning which then caused complete systemic organ failure.
I spoke with his brother Scott at great length last night and apparently Michael died a very painful, heart-breaking, lonely death. I imagine my best friend -
MY BROTHER - chose to leave this earthly realm fighting all the way ... as he did in real life.
I had my issues with Michael as did quite a few of us at one time or another, but as I sit here tonight, typing this memorial to my deceased friend, I can honestly say that his presence in my life for the past three years was a joy to experience. He and I shared many tears, outrageous laughter, numerous stories, and many wishes and hopes for the future.
Michael wanted nothing more in this world to love his friends completely and wholly; he dedicated his life to the happiness of his friends. Sometimes he fell short of the mark, though ... as we all have been known to do. He wanted to fall in love again; he craved nothing more than to feel the embrace and kisses of a heart he could call his own. He may have been "arrogant" here on this Board (and all the other communities, as well) but in real life, Michael was one of the most humble, most down-to-earth people I've ever met.
Michael -
May God grant you the peace in Heaven at His side that you so desperately sought and fought for here in this earthly life.
You and I may have ended our friendship for awhile, but I will always regard you as my best friend and as my brother. I love you, man ... and I will miss you very much.
Peace be unto you, my brother. I'll see you again one day, Michael Phillip Greenwood.
He ALWAYS had to post in that damned annoying blue font color. LMAO.
Nightfly: What's up you, beeyatch ... am I my brother's keeper??? :nanner:
ClubQBall: Screw you, 'Fly ... you obtuse, thick asshole. Dude, sometimes, you piss me the fuck off, but I can't help but to admire your stinking, babbling baboon's ass. You are my brother ... bastard.
Later, 'Fly.