It was Ringo, I tell you. He masterminded the whole thing.

Actually, I died in 1966 too and was replaced by a look-alike.
The fact that I wasn't born at the time is, of course, irrelevant.

Mike Wolf passed away suddenly last night. I am so very sad and devastated by this, I can't tell you. I'm just... stunned.
We love you, Mike Wolf.

To add to what Jonathan said above, this must sound like a cruel, twisted joke, but sadly it is true that Mike passed away very suddenly last night while talking on the phone.
The exact cause is not known at this time and details about the wake and funeral are not known. Mike's parents are on their way here.
This news is still very raw and all of us are in shock. As soon as any more information is known, we will provide it, in the meantime I ask that people give this just a little time and proceed with sensitivity before attempting to contact Mike's parents, etc.
Jonathan and I, in addition to being friends of Mike also worked with him, which is how we know this. This may seem like a strange place to put this information but we could not think of another way of letting the extended community of friends that Mike built know - I imagine we all share a sense of shock and grief over the loss of our beloved friend. I wish you peace and love, Mike.

Thanks for filling us in, we will be looking forward to hearing all the details, there are a lot of people here in Atlanta to contact, one the details are known.
This is a sad day, we have all lost the most loveable, wonderful, fun person.

Thanks, Jonathan and Darshan for keeping us in the loop. I spoke with Anne at your office a little while ago. I really can't believe this happening. Please let me and all of us know as soon as you know more. Meanwhile, we sit here staring in shock and disbelief.
Horrible.

I was on the phone last night with Mike when it happened. I don't know what else to say right now except that this is the saddest day of my life. I know that Mike had a long history with all of you and my time with him is almost slight compared with that but I loved (and still do) him with every ounce of my being and he is so very missed right now. He was (is) the most amazing, smart, funny, incredible man that I have ever been blessed to know. I can say so much more but everyone knows.....
I love you Mike and I miss you so much.

I keep staring at the screen, trying to think of something to put into words. Like everyone else, I'm shocked and numb and devasted at the loss of such a wonderful, kind, funny, warm and caring friend.
Stephanie, I never got a chance to meet you but I was delighted to hear about the way Mike talked about you. He seemed to be happier in these last few months than I've seen him in a long time. It isn't much consolation at a time like this, but it is some comfort to me to know that he left "here" when he was happy and in a good place. My deepest sympathies to you and to every one who loved Mike.

This is such horrible news...I've been an "internet friend" to Mike for years through mailing lists and now this site.
Stephanie, my deepest sympathies to you...I was so glad to see that Mike had met you as it seemed like a true blessing had entered his life, something he'd been searching for. My sympathies also to all those who knew Mike well, especially his family. He was such a special guy...we met a few times in person and I always enjoyed spending time with him so much. He was so warm and funny, so easy to talk to, such a gift to the world. He touched so many in a positive way, through his passion for music and through just being a neat guy.

Ongoing info about arrangements would be much appreciated by many, I'm sure.

UPDATE
Mike's parents are staying in Stamford, CT until Sunday, February 13. They will be receiving visitors at Mike's apartment in Stamford, but please call first since they will actually be staying that the Holiday Inn on 700 Main St. (203) 358-8400.
Mike's mother can be reached on her cell phone at (706) 424-1138.
It seems the plan is to have the funeral in Athens, GA.
More news as it trickles in. Again... the sorrow is so deep I can hardly believe it.

Such a lust for life too.
Stephanie, I've been a friend of Mike's for I guess about 10 years now. For what it's worth, I second what Leigh Anne said: Mike was truly on top of the world, since you came into his life. He was always a wonderfully warm, caring and considerate guy - you brought out an extra dimension, in an already beautiful soul.
I miss him - the reality is sinking in now. Take care, everyone.

It still hasn't sunk in yet, but I am so sad. I loved movies, and Mike and I had lots of great discussions about them. I'll really miss that. Gosh, I'm just so stunned ... Hugs all around, everyone.

What a difference a day makes. It's just about 24 hours from my last comment here, at the top of this thread. Then, it was just a Wednesday.
Thanks for being here, and thanks for sharing. We'll all miss you.
This is very hard to understand.

Stephanie, our thoughts with you. I know you made Mike the happiest I've known him to be in a long time, which makes you as special as he said you are. It's hard to articulate the confusion and disbelief. But this did occur to me, that I can say about my friend Mike. Most people, I can talk about music with...with Mike, I could talk about it and feel it, too.

Steph, he really was the happiest that I've seen him since I've known him. I credit you for that.
My time with him was also brief, we've been friends about a year and half, but he's been a huge part of my life since I moved up north and one of the main reasons that I started feeling better about living up here. He was by far my best friend up here and the person I spoke to on a near daily basis. I can't understand this. I am having a very hard time. I know you all are too. This is so.... I simply can't wrap my mind around this.

I only knew Mike by e-mail, but I'm shocked and saddened by his passing. He will be missed very much. Stephanie: all his friends are also thinking of you.

Back in January, I badgered Mike into getting me the photos he had taken of my girlfriend Ruth petting his cat at his crazy party (a momentous event, given that she was scared to death of cats).
I badgered and badgered. And badgered some more. Finally, he simply gave me his whole damned camera and blessed me with the task of transferring EVERYTHING off it.
In retrospect, I'm glad I badgered him because here, for all here who loved him, is a bountiful bouquet of photographic memories of many of you here...
Please enjoy. Peace and love to all.
(52.5 MB)
http://transferarea.webhop.net/Camera/Mike's%20Camera.zip

I came back today from a long business trip, only to learn that we'd lost such a terrific soul. Mike was a rare combination of intelligence and self-deprecation -- a professed hipster whose kindness gave him away as something much more. There didn't seem to be a subject area in which he wasn't knowledgeable. He knew music, movies, computers, sports, politics, and so on, and he was never shy about expressing an opinion, which I valued maybe most of all about him.
It's hard not being smarmy right now -- and we all know he'd HATE smarminess on his blog -- but the varied group of friends he pulled together on-line and in "real life" is a testament to his force of personality. My heart goes out to all of you, to Mike's parents, and especially to Stephanie because she no doubt made his final days and moments joyful ones.

Our hearts are with you, Stephanie, and all of his friends both on the web and off it. What a beautiful soul, indeed.

I've known Mike for more than 20 years. I'm totally shell-shocked by the news, but like everyone else, so glad that he had finally found the happiness that he wanted and deserved with Stephanie.

Oh my GOD. At first I thought this was some weird, odd joke, because of the subject matter of the post. Then it began to sink in. I'm another person who never met Mike in real life. But we corresponded via e-mail - gosh, it's been for several years now, and I count him among my friends - I always look forward to coming to randomness. I'm shocked and stunned. I can't quite believe it.

How to start... I knew Mike since we were both maybe 12 years old. I have know my friend, no brother thru thick and thin (in both our lives.) Steph all I can say I knew that boy was crazy for you. He did not have to tell me. I just knew how he was. I did not think this was going to be so hard. I knew we were going to be best of friends since the day I showed up at his house in Marshall listening to records talking about Boy Scouts. I have stories on him that would make cry, laugh, and angry some at the same time. One time we went to see the Tigers. Has most of you know baseball was his one great passion besides music. They were playing the Angels. When we were done he wanted to get some autographs. So we waited and when the players came out they were quickly getting on the bus. Mike almost missed his chance when an old lady yelled, "boy in a wheelchair. Boy in a wheelchair." That was the first and only time we used his condition for our advantage. We still laughed about it. The only solace I take is I knew him and his family. I loved them all has they are a part of my family. They have and never would close thier doors to anyone who knew him. My heart breaks ever time I stop typing to think about this. He had so much more to give to this world. All I left to say right now is in all my travels around this world I have never met someone so... I guess today I have not only lost a friend, but a brother and a huge piece of me. To that man I knew I say goodnight.

I am so sorry to hear this news. I didn't know Mike, and I feel a real loss that I'll never know him except through these blog entries and through the friends he left behind. My heart goes out to his family and friends, who I know (just from reading these comments) will treasure the memories of Mike's unique humor and approach to life. May you find comfort in each other and in your memories.

I haven't had internet access for most of the day, but I learned the horrible news this morning. I am heartbroken. I spent the afternoon with some other friends of Mike's here in Atlanta - Holly, Cassie, thank you for not wanting to be alone, either.
Steph, thank you for being with Mike, for making him happy. I'm so so sorry.
Mike, I love you with all my heart. Always.
Sansanee

Like Sansanee I was w/o internet access all day. I didn't hear the news until I got home from work.
I've lost my best friend.
My heart goes out to his family and especially to Stephanie. You were indeed a shining presence in Mike's life. As others have said, you made him incredibly happy.
Thank you Jonathan and Darshan for using this forum to relay the news. Please keep us informed of the arrangements. Thanks again Jonathan for the photos. The shots of Mike's party are wonderful and are a reminder of the fun and joy he brought to all of us.

I just want to say thank you to all of you who have posted such wonderful and beautiful comments. I also need to let everyone know that Mike made me so very happy. He brought out something in me that I didn't think I could ever have with someone. He was my best friend and my love, and I was so incredibly happy with him. I woke up to the sound of his voice, and went to bed to it as well.
His passing has left such a void...I cannot allow myself to imagine tomorrow without him right now.
Again, I thank everyone for letting me know how he felt about me. And please know that he has given me so much in return. And for that I am so thankful.
Mike, my sweet silly man, I love you.

Jonathon, thank you for badgering him, Cassie and I have badgered him for a year and a half about our pix from our visit to NYC and they were there!!! The pictures are so nice to see, look at all the fun times we have all had with this man who touched each and every one of us...

My god. I was out all evening and just got home a short time ago, received an email from a mutual friend with the news. This is so shocking. I never met Mike, but knew him as an online friend for quite a few years, and moreso since we both started blogging. Always meant to take him up on his standing offer to visit him. Now I wish I had.
My heart goes out to his family and friends, and all that were dear to him, and he to them, especially you, Stephanie. It was wonderful to see Mike so happy to have met someone. You brought a lot of light to his life, and that's something to be cherished at any time, under any circumstances.
Too soon gone.

I misss u mike,i was a regular reader of ur blog.

This is just so.... awful. I don't even know what to say.
It's not often that you can have a friend so close that every time you talk on the phone, you say "I love you" at the end of the call. At least, I've never had a friend that close... except for Mike. And even though we'd only seen each other a couple of times in the last few years, I've never felt such a profound sense of loss.
Steph, just a few weeks ago, I talked to Mike, and he told me how wonderful you are. I'm so happy that he met you before he left us.
There's so much I want to say, but nothing I can put into words. My heart goes out to every one of you, because I know you love him just as much as I do.
love ya, Mike.
Kirsten

Mike and I worked in the same cubicle back in Atlanta and shared countless lunches, eye-rolling moments and deep conversations that soon led to a deep friendship. I moved away first and yet many years later through his blog it seemed like I still saw him everyday. More than once I was astounded here by his sheer force of memory and intellect and greater still his ability to provide insightful commentary on so much of the world around us.
I discovered through his blog that we are very different, in opinion, lifestyle and worldview. And yet I know if we had met again or even when we emailed that his heart was bigger, and friendships more important to him than to let any of that get in the way. He just loved. I think that the testimony to that is in the volume of comments here from names I heard of all through the years, and others I've secretly gotten to know through reading their blogs.
So, just know there is one more soul here that mourns and yet was made richer having known our friend, Mike Wolf. My love and condolences go to Mike's gracious family too.

Friends, John and I are coming up to Stamford tomorrow morning to see Mike's parents. If anyone from North Jersey or NYC would like a ride with us, please call me or send an email.

There's also information regarding funeral arrangements on Sansanee's site:
http://ladycrumpet.com/

I didn't know Mike. I didn't know about his blog until I was reading over at Petite Hiboux yesterday. But I am heartbroken for all of you who were so close to him. My thoughts are with each of you.

Like everyone else that has posted here, I am in state of profound shock. Mike and I worked together in Atlanta and became fast friends. He was a joy to know and the smartest, funniest, cleverest man. We didn't talk as much lately...I kept up with him mostly through this blog and an occasional email. I was glad to hear that he had found someone and that he was happy. That he was deserving of love and happiness and peace is an understatement. There will never be anyone else like him and he will be in my heart always...

I've set up a blog to collect thoughts, stories, and comments so we can remember just how special Mike was to each of us. Please help spread the word.
Mike Wolf Remembered
http://www.ladycrumpet.com/mrw/

Holly got the word over to our office this morning. I am ... no need to state the obvious, you are each feeling the same thing.
I want to remind everyone of what I think is Mike's greatest legacy - all the shared laughter. I sat next to Mike (who I loved to torture by calling Michael) at work for a couple of years. During that time, my favorite thing to do was say something funny enough to get a big laugh out of him. And it was never difficult - his laughter was always waiting to come out. There are so many of his stories that bring a smile to my face even during this incredibly sad time. I'm going to submit some of those over to LadyCrumpet. Please stop by and relive the good times.
And seriously, if anyone goes to an Elvis show...have a photo of Mike handy and tell him the sad news. I honestly think he'd recognize Mike and would want to know.

Mike Wolf was the most fiercely independent person I have ever known. I met Mike a few years ago soon after I married his cousin, Carrie. Family being what it is, we never got really close, but I felt the last time I saw him over the recent holidays we really got to know each other for the first time. He had definitely found his home in Stamford. We had somethings in common, since I grew up in Connecticut and worked both in NYC and Stamford and we could jaw about common experiences there.
The phone call overnight Wednesday was a most painful shock for us. His deck of cards was not a fair one, but he had overcome and overwhelmed it. Why so young? His brother in Chicago is in pieces, how to tell his little girl? Tears just seem to well up from nowhere. We can at least rest knowing there was no pain.
We are so glad that Mike's friends in Connecticut are there. His parents Bob and Carol are in good hands, I am sure. Carol is so thankful for the time spent with Mike's friends, if helps soften the blow knowing how loved Mike was even though he was not close by.
We don't have firm arrangements as of yet, some family and friends are on their way to Athens via Atlanta beginning tomorrow. His grandfather is driving from AZ where he was visiting family. I hope I can drive like that when I am his age.
You can email me if you would like to be kept posted.
Thanks to all of you in this difficult time.
Bill

The news just reached me here in Atlanta this morning. And like so many of you, I was (and still am) in a state of shock. It hasn't sank in yet, and honestly, I don't want it to.
Mike and I worked together here in ATL. SO MANY times Mike would stop by my desk to say hello and have me laughing hysterically when he left. We kept in touch via email after he moved up north. I truly thank God, I was blessed with the opportunity to know him.
Mike, I miss you and love you always. xoxo

The entire staff of Computer SI Corporation visited Mike's parents today at 11:00 AM. It was the saddest occasion I've ever witnessed. I met Bob and Carol for the first time on Christmas Day, 2004. Mike actually ate ham that day! His parents are so sweet. I played Xbox Links with his father. We all watched "Monty Python and the Holy Grail." His mom's reaction to the movie was, "How do we know this is funny?" That's been a minor catch-phrase between Mike and I ever since.
When I hugged Carol goodbye today, my heart broke and I wept like a toddler. This grieving process will take a LONG time and will be very complex... and yet it's somehow mitigated by the simple fact that Mike Wolf was, is, and ever shall be loved. He was the truest friend anyone could have.
I'll never forget walking into his apartment today, greeting his saddened parents, then moping slowly into Mike's livingroom... and seeing his empty wheelchair.
He once let me sit in that chair, when he was just out of isolation in the hospital and still frightened by how close he'd come to dying when his white blood cell count plummeted (due to the strong antibiotics). He was facing a lot of boring hospital tests, and was going nuts. So I bought him a Gameboy Advance, several games, and season one of SpongeBob Squarepants plus a few other DVDs. He was so grateful and happy for the distraction from his worries that he actually let me sit in his wheelchair while I spent hours with him. He told me he never let ANYBODY sit in that chair. I felt quite honored.
Now, his chair is empty. But our hearts are full.

I am numb. Mike and I spent lunches together before my office moved to Wall St. Our little table at Cosi will never be the same.
I keep waiting for someone to say it's all a cruel joke.
Mike, you are missed.

I'm another "internet friend" of Mike's but had the pleasure of meeting him in person when a bunch of us got together in Atlanta a few years ago. What can I say, I'm shocked and saddened by the suddeness of losing a friend. My condolences go out to Mike's family. We miss you "wheelz"
Dan

Until we meet again, you'll be sorely missed.

I posted some stories of Mike.

Sansanee, can you add to your memorial site?

Here's the link. It's too long to reprint here, otherwise I would.

Stunned...totally stunned...I'm going to miss the laugh the most. Mike had a great laugh...probably the best I have ever heard...the cosmos isn't going to be the same...
You are so missed...so very very missed....

My office and Mike's were side by side at John Wieland Homes & Neighborhoods in Atlanta for about a year. It was a good year. He was a good friend. I am a devout NY Yankees fan but because of Mike I have always held a small place in my heart for the Detroit Tigers. Always will.

I do not even know how to begin. I have sat in front of my computer typing and retyping what I want to say about Mike for several hours and cannot do him justice (I heard from his Dad the awful news this morning). He was the best friend I ever had (since 1991 and for eternity). He was the only person I ever wanted to talk to and receive his counsel. I am blessed to have known him and pray for him and want Stephanie to know how happy she made him and blessed his life.

Mike and I "met" on the Elvis Costello list in the early/mid 90's. I met him in person for the first time when a band i used to be in played in Atlanta. We got together a couple more times when his job would bring him to Boston.
Some people come across differently in person than they do on the 'net. Mike wasn't one of them. His sense of fun, his wit, his sensitivity.. I'm really going to miss him so much.
I honestly didn't think anything could stop him.
-Orrin

Daniella - I posted as you requested.
With permission, I'd like to add other people's comments here to the Mike Wolf Remembered page as well. Just let me know if that's ok with you.

I'm so stunned to hear about Mike. I worked with him at JWH in Atlanta for several years. He was so much fun and lit up any room he was in. He will be missed.
Beth Malczewski

I met Mike a bunch of years ago at Wieland. He always impressed with his wit and ferious sence of humor. He is and was a wonderful person with a beautiful spirit. I could not help but smile at how his sarcastic jabs would tear me to pieces. He trully is an original.

I only had the pleasure of meeting Mike a few times. He was an amazing, inspiring person. His love, humor and openness came out and welcomed you from the first moment.
In the last few e-mails we exchanged he raved about you Stephanie. You certainly enriched every one of his days since you met.
I'm sorry I didn't get to know you better Mike. God speed you on your way, you are missed.

I just keep coming back here, repeatedly. I don't know what I expect to find - another post from Mike? That's what I want so desperately to find.
I was going to be in NYC next month for work, and I'd planned to finally meet him in person after all this time.
Maybe it's better to accept that there are some things I will never, ever understand.

I'm another of Mike's 'net friends who had the pleasure of meeting him in person a few years back. Recently we'd chat from time to time during work hours about music, computer stuff, movies...He's an incredibly warm, fun person whom I'll miss.
My thoughts and prayers go out to his family and to Stephanie.

fucking spam comments. I wish they would just stay the hell away from his site!

I just wanted to let everyone know that a bunch of us spent the day with Mike's parents today and shared some of our great Mike memories and stories. To that end, anyone who is interested, we are holding a Celebrate Mike party on Friday, February 25th at 7 PM at the Overlook Lounge, located 225 East 44th St, between 2nd and 3rd Aves in NYC. You are all welcome, whether you knew Mike "in real life" or only through his blog. A bunch of us will be swapping anecdotes and raising a glass to our friend. This will be night of celebration---because that's what Mike would have wanted us to do. Please join us. I would also appreciate it if you could help spread the word. I know that I personally feel a lot better after spending time with some of his other friends today. I think it will help many of you.

Finally, if you would like to make a donation in Mike's name, his parents suggested the March of Dimes. You can click to send a donation here.

Mike Wolf has unknowingly brightened my day just about every day for the last 2 1/2 years (and kicked me in the pants when I thought my life was hard). I discovered his blog through my friends and former band mates Jason Wienhimer and Indy Grotto. I've never posted here but I sure loved keeping up with the goings on.

I've been coming back to this site for a three days now hoping to see a post from Mike and I'm surprised at how much it actually hurts to realize that there will be no more posts.

I'm not a big blogger, as a matter of fact, Randomness is the only one I've ever really been a regular visitor to (Spinsouth aside). I wish I had met him and I'm sorry I didn't post just once to thank Mike for being Mike. My sincere condolences go out to family and friends who are grieving.

Dylan Turner

Like Paige, I keep coming back. A glutton for punishment, I guess.

I don't think I'm assuming too much when I ask if Mike's Atlanta pals are planning to attend his services this week. Hopefully, we can all meet in person, share some stories and toast one of the most wonderful people we've all ever known.

I keep coming back too.

Mike was one of those friends who you can not talk to for months, and then when you do, you pick right back up again and talk for an hour and a half.

Even though it was Tim and Mike who were good friends when he lived in Atlanta and worked at JWH, when I showed up later Mike became my good friend too. We didn't talk to him as much after he moved. It's amazing how empty
we feel now just knowing he's not there.

We really miss you, Mike.

I spoke with the funeral home and they said they will be meeting with Mike's family tomorrow morning and that the final arrangements(which are tentative for Tuesday right now) will be known tomorrow afternoon.

I just went through the handful of e-mails I had from Mike. I wished I had kept every one he had sent me. I always thought there would be an endless stream of them coming in with humor, wit, insight, warmth, and immaturity. I miss the sound of his voice. Who else is going to call me crap-weasel with such warmth and affection? There was nothing that we did not talk about, he could always make me think and laugh. Right before I got married I confessed to a priest and asked what I should do to be successful in marriage and life, he told me "find someone you respect, who you can talk to, someone who when your fucked up will tell you, you are fucked up" yes the priest actually dropped the f-bomb. That one person for me was Mike he was always there when I needed him always helping me. We often ended our conversations saying Love Ya but not our last one, it was brief. I assumed the next one was just a couple of days away. He was truly my best friend, the magnitude of how special he was and how much I needed him, is only beginning to set in.

I worked with Mike for five or six years at Wieland in Atlanta. We were friends immediately. We had a mutual love for music, sports, movies, and conversation. I remember early on competing with him at who could come to work the earliest and show the most face time. Somehow we both felt face time was critical to the advancement of our careers. We were both single, male, about the same age, this was one of our first "real jobs" and with no girlfriends, heck what else did we have to do. Our building was two floors with no access to the second, (they later installed an elevator). I used to tell Mike that the 2nd floor had a large swimming pool with beautiful women, drinks, and that he should join us sometime.

There are too many things to list and too much to say. I miss him now and will miss him. He was fun to be around, smart, nice, clever, a good guy, classy, and he had integrity. He was like a brother.

Even under of the circumstances, it was a real pleasure to meet Mike's parents and so many of his NYC-based crowd yesterday. It truly is a testament to his good nature how many folks feel the same way about him. Although we won't be able to be in Athens, I'm grateful to have at least visited Stamford and to meet those who came.

Deb & I are leaving for Hawaii tomorrow, where we lost another dear friend last year. We will visit the site where his ashes were distributed - Coconut Island, in Hilo Harbor. It's a peaceful place to visit, if any of you ever get out to the big island. I like to bring my ukulele and play Sofa a little ditty. He got me started, so I have to keep him updated on my (slow) progress. Now, I'll add a little something for Mike too. Something cringe-worthy; no point in stopping now, from teasing Mike for his indier-than-thou-'tude. Maybe Free Bird? ;-) They knew each other too. Both gave far more, than they ever took.

I wish everyone the best - and I know the gathering in Athens will be as comforting to those attending, as yesterday was, at Mike's apt.

Thanks, Deano. It was really great to finally meet you yesterday. Let's get together again next time you are in the area.

Deano, I can't think of a better tribute to Mike than to play Free Bird on a Ukulele. He would bust a gut laughing at that.

I had plans to finally meet Mike in person this year in NYC.

Just last week I promised to send him a new record.

And he promised to send me that new Fiona Apple he obtained from one of y'all...

And now I'm watching the unbelievably bad Grammys imagining what Mike would post about the show.

Goodbye, Mike. I already miss you.

Thanks, Mike for adding me to your Sliver Thread. I wish I had met you, knowing that you knew Sofa (Noel).

Bless all of you in these hard times.

Deano, do play something that will make Mike and Sofa laugh so hard that we'll all feel it here in the mortal world.

Peace to you all.

-Paul

I'm so sorry to hear of this unexpected passing. Mike was always full of such energy and humor I never would have considered his mortality. Although I never posted a reply to his blog, I did read it and catch up with him on occasion that way. Mike and I used to work together at Wieland years ago, and we never completely lost touch. I also used to glean lots of interesting websites and other oddities from his travels, as well as a healthy appreciation for Elvis Costello. One Christmas I gave almost everyone in my family a "Celebraduck" toy that Mike had come across one day and posted…and I discovered the now-infamous 'Viking Kittens' cartoon-website from Mike as well. It is really quite shocking to hear Mike is gone. I'll miss him.

Thanks for your friendship, Mike.

Like several others have mentioned, I keep coming back here, hoping for something, I'm not sure what, but maybe find out that it's all been a bad dream. I am not surprised by all the names I've seen post here, names I haven't heard in a long time...people Mike worked with years ago. Everyone, it seemed, knows Mike and everyone loves him. I am still reeling from this and my head and heart don't seem to want to accept this.

I'm here in Atlanta and plan on driving down to Athens tomorrow for the funeral. If anyone is interested in going along, carpooling, whatever, please feel free to contact me at susandotloveat suntrustdotcom.

I knew Mike while working at John Wieland Homes in Atlanta. I'm still employed with Wieland and it's apparent today, that Mike has never been forgotten! I'm witnessing, tears, stories of laugher and sadness. Mike certainly left his mark here...

My sincerest condolences to those who loved him.

TRACY

Just spoke with the funeral home. Visitation is Monday night (tonight) between 7 and 9 and the funeral is tomorrow at 11 a.m.

It was a pleasure, if a sad one, to meet Mike's parents in Stamford on Saturday. We arrived as the last of the apartment was being carted away to the Salvation Army, and the empty space was very strange without his glee in it. I had only been there once before, for the Christmas party, and seeing the bare walls and empty floor kick-started the healing kind of grief. We were all bewildered together, which felt right.

Mike's Dad instigated some mid-day beer drinking, and we told some stories and looked at the walls and cried a bit. It made it clear that he was gone. It also gave a glimpse of the warmth and the love he leaves behind in the people he touched. His folks were great, direct and generous. Mike spent his life being loved as well as loving others, and it was good to understand how kind his family is.

Overall the day made me feel better about moving on: you don't ever understand something like this, but it becomes part of you.

I finally worked up the courage to watch one of Mike's DVDs Sunday night. I chose Woody Allen's "Manhattan." It seemed apropos. I was particularly struck by this exchange between Woody Allen and Diane Keaton's characters:

Isaac Davis: "It's an interesting group of people, your friends are."

Mary Wilke: "I know."

Isaac Davis: "Like the cast of a Fellini movie."

I laughed at the reference, and it was an amazing little moment because it was partly due to Mike that I added Federico Fellini to my collection of DVDs. So not only was Woody's reference to "8-1/2" a little startling to me, it also seemed like a comment on Mike's friends as well. We are all as diverse as can be, a cast of characters both quirky and beloved, all swirling in and out of Mike's life in a ceaseless parade that he must have found so fulfilling, so amusing... so rewarding.

Just thought I'd share that.

I'm in shock right now. I stopped by the site several times this weekend to catch up on Mike but I didn't have anything to add on his latest entry so I didn't open the comments. Till today. I'm at a loss for words. Mike and I only knew each other online but it was always a pleasure to chat with him. His exuberant "Pea!" on IMs, his snobby attitude about my horrible musical tastes, his silly Christmas cards. I can't believe that's all gone.

My deepest sympathies to all his loved ones. I will miss him terribly and I share in your pain. My thoughts and prayers are with you.

I'm sure it will come as a surprise to many of you to know that Mike Wolf was actually a Jedi Padawan in training...

http://216.224.21.251/transferarea/Camera/Mike%20Windu%20-%20Jedi%20Master.jpg

As you can see, he was a skilled wielder of light-knives. Nobody could get near him.

Thanks for that pix Jonathan, I needed to laugh right now, it has hit me very hard today now that the details are in black & white.

That is one of my favorite pix now, AND my new screensaver.

Sorry for the spam, but I found this via a series of blog linx. Sad news.

All the best to his family.

I only found out yesterday. I feel so isolated out here in the wild west. Thank you to all of you who posted - it has lessened the pain and the feeling of isolation.

Stephanie, I can't imagine what you're going through, to lose him at this most precious and joyous stage in your relationship. My thoughts are with you.

Tiffany

I also found out yesterday about Mike's passing. I have spent time since reading his site laughing, crying, agreeing, disagreeing and crying some more. Although we lost touch over the years I still regarded him as one of my true friends, and for that I loved him. From the "crappy puke green pinto" yours truly, Sarah

Like many, I knew Mike at Wieland. He is one of the greatest people anyone could ever hope to have in their life. I just learned of his passing this morning and deeply regret not being able to attend his services in Athens today. After he left Atlanta we stayed in touch thru email and an occasional phone call. How empty my life is going to be without that. I will miss him so much. My deepest sympathies to all family and friends.

I worked with Mike in NY. Mike came to my office frequently to lend his software expertise. I always looked forward to the days that I would see him and became a regular reader of his blog.

During the past couple of days, I have been reading through some emails that I had from him. I found one that gave me a good laugh...and hopefully it will give some of you one as well... I asked Mike how he was feeling (it was around a time that he was taking cipro for his foot) he responded:

"Yeah. I'm pretty much on it permanently these days. The GOOD news is that I could eat handfuls of Anthrax!!!"

He had such a positive way of looking at things!! His laugh was contagious and his personality was one of a kind. I am so sad that he is gone. I will miss him terribly.

>From Mike's Friendster profile:
"Who I Want to Meet: Well, I really wanted to meet Johnny Cash. Guess that's not happening..."

You know that at this instant Mike is saying something hilarious to the Man in Black.

Hi Ya'll
We will place a longer message later, but wanted you to know that you can see the slide show that we saw during Mike's visitation last night.
You can see the show on www.mem.com, going to the third page of Wolf name to Mike's page and opeining the "slide show".
Enjoy!
Later:
Mike's Mom & Dad

Bob and Carol, you are so wonderful. Thank you for sharing those childhood pictures.

This is a sad day for us in Westchester Medical Center I/S. Mike is a wonderful and fun person to work with. YOU WILL BE MISSED MIKE!!

I've posted a message from Mike's mom and some beautiful pictures from her garden. You can see them at:

http://www.ladycrumpet.com/mrw/archives/000965.php

MIKE. MAYBE WE HADN'T BEEN IN CONTACT MUCH IN THE RECENT YEARS BUT YOU WERE ALWAYS ON OUR MIND. YOU ALWAYS WILL BE.
LOVE YOU.

i can honestly say that i've never been so saddened by the loss of someone that i have never even heard of until today. EVERYONE says such wonderfully deep, heartful, loving, kind, detailed, soul-wrenching things about this man that i've never known, never heard of. he wrote a blog entry about death and then he died. i believe, from what i've read today, that he died at that moment both very happy and very loved. and, from what i understand, he was talking to such an important person in his life at that very moment. we should all be so "blessed" as to leave this world as loved, admired, remembered, and appreciated as Mike was. today has been a strange day for me after reading his friends' comments. i *actually* felt the strange worldly changes because his soul has left our earthly presence. i'm sorry that you're all so sad and are missing him so terribly. i believe that he loved you all just as much, if not more, and that he's shining his presence upon you in the hopes that you'll remember him with smiles and laughter...

"Remember me with smiles and laughter
For that is how I'll remember you all.
And if you can only remember me with tears
Then don't remember me at all."

God Bless.

Just heard the news. Mike and I were in Boy Scouts together 20+ years ago and worked together on our high school newspaper. He also got me started on baseball cards somwehere along the line as well -- we both went to a card show to see Al Kaline once. We'd fallen out of touch for most of the years since then, when he called me out of the blue a while back to say that he was living in CT and often made his way into NYC and that we should have lunch together. I said yes, definitely. I moved to Michigan and then back to New Jersey and the lunch just never happened. It's one of those things you kick yourself for now.

Mike was a great, one-of-a-kind guy, and he will be missed. I'm sad but also happy to see that he had such a great group of friends. Goodbye Mike.

It's been nine days since one of the kindest, most intelligent people I've ever known has passed away, and I'm still visiting his website every day.

This was the first time since Mike died that I didn't see a new comment on his blog, and despite the fact that I know he's not reading these posts, it made me sad to see that nobody had written.

Here's to you Mike, we'll never forget you.

It has been exactly one week since I learned of Mike passing. What have I learned so far:

That I miss him more than I can ever begin to describe.

Work is not as urgent and critical as I made it out to be just a week ago, and the problems I would have magnified and obsessed over which I now leave behind, are quite often smaller when I return the next day.

When I describe our frienship to others and how much he meant to me, I realize that many people have never had a friendship that was so meaningful, essential, and deep. As much as I miss him, I would never trade our time together for 60 years of a friendhip less substantial.

That he had so many people who he had met a variety of ways, known for various amounts of time, had very diverse experience and amounts of time with yet all described him the same way and felt the same way about him. How many of us would be described the same way by co-workers, old friends, new friends, long lost friends, and people whom we never really knew?

Man, if you ever needed evidence that people who spam advertisements to blog comments are the lowest of the low...

Anyway, here's a picture I just found out on the web, of Mike with Elvis Costello...

http://www.elviscostello.info/information/fans/pic/wolf.jpg

Mark, that's an awesome picture. Thank you so much for posting that link. That is now the wallpaper on my desktop, along with the Jedi pic.

I haven't been able to conjure up the right words to express my sadness, and the empty spot in my life now that Mike has gone. I can't stop thinking about him--all the funny things I want to tell him about, the things we never got a chance to discuss. We are all the luckiest people in the world to have had Mike as a friend. I wish I'd had the chance to tell him what a wonderful person I thought he was, and how much he truly meant to me. I don't know how long this site can be up, but it means so much to me to be able to visit it and feel a somewhat tangible connection to him and his amazing network of friends. Goodbye, my dear friend Mike.

That's a great picture, Mark. Thank you so much for finding that.

This weekend I went to Nashville with friends, driving two hours to go see a concert - exactly the kind of thing Mike might have done to see a musician he really loved.

I ran into a press photographer, who told me he would be covering the Elvis Costello show when Elvis came to town in a few weeks. For a second I was ready to beg for a copy of a picture, as a surprise for Mike....

I understand that the picture gallery that was up at www.mem.com is no longer available. I hope there's another chance to see those pictures. I'd be happy to post them or put up the file on the Remembered page.

I first met Mike in the mid-90's when he started working at John Wieland Homes. Although he was a lot of fun to be around, we didn't really get to know each other until we started working in the same department in 1997.

So many people have written about Mike's sense of humor, but no one has really tried to describe it. I don't know if I can do him justice, but for me the biggest thing was how varied it was. It was sometimes ironic, sometimes goofy, sometimes dark, sometimes sly but always genuine.

I was probably closest to him just before he left Atlanta. That was not the best of times for him, but he still managed to find humor in things.

We didn't keep in touch after he moved -- I guess I always figured we would catch up later. Like Kirsten, I have been reading his blog almost daily since he passed. Since it was late and nobody had posted yet today, I feel compelled.

I will miss you weasel.

Mike would be laughing his ass off right now -- yes, I am a dork. I was looking at the date on my daughter's PowerPuff Girls wristwatch before I wrote that last post, and the date is off by a day. I am sure he would find something to say about the fact that I elected to keep track of the time with a $2 toy instead of the $2000 laptop I am using. That's alright -- he had a way of laughing at someone without making it seem personal.

I took that picture with Mike's camera behind the Tabernacle in Atlanta! That guys smiling in the background is my ex. That was one of the first times I met any of the folks from the splinter list. I was looking for that picture the other day and couldn't find it. Thanks Mark!

I wanted to let you know that the other night Mike's younger cousin Aaron Levi was struck by a car crossing the street in Birmingham, Michigan. He was only 27. His mother was still down in Georgia helping Carol to deal with the loss of her son, and now she lost one of her own. I sent his mother and my wife up to say good-bye before they took him off the ventilator. Bob and Carol drove up with me and our twins, their help on the trip was incredible. I am sure Aaron and Mike are together in a better place. May God be with them both.

Bill- Oh my gosh, I have no words, just deep, heartfelt sympathy, please let everyone know that we are all thinking of them in this sad time.

Bill,

My condolences again to the family. Was this the aunt that was the first to get up and say something about Mike during the service? She had a warm and very-heartfelt memorial that will stay with me a long time.

Posted

How terrible for the family to have to deal with so much loss. It's really too much to comprehend. My thoughts and prayers are with all the family.

I am so sorry about Mike's cousin. My heart goes out to the family in these already difficult times.

I'm sorry it took so long to restore this entry. Unfortunately I forgot about the Trackbacks, which I hope can be regenerated.

I've edited the template ever so slightly so that Mike's most recent posts won't disappear off the page.

I'm so, so sorry to hear of this. Holly's right; there are no words...

Sansanee....you are ABSOLUTELY the BEST. Thank you.

In trying to fix this, the permalink has been changed. So if you've linked specifically to this post please update the URL to:

http://www.mikewolf.net/archives/001606.html

I found out last night about Mike's death after reading the local paper. My heart goes out to his family and all the many people that clearly were touched by Mike's life. He & I went to school together here in Marshall, but sadly lost touch after we went off to college. A friend of mine told me about this site & I've been sitting here all morning getting a small glimpse into his life since high school. Thanks to everyone who has worked to keep this site open, it helps. My deepest sympathy to everyone who is so acutely feeling this loss.

Just a reminder, the party is this evening at the Overlook Lounge in NYC. I hope many of you can be there. More info up above or on my blog. Thanks.

Mike,
I was thinking about you this evening as I was feeding my son dinner (badly) and wishing you were here to levitate the situation. I took for granted my memories of you with my daughter. I wish now for so many things. I will probably drone on and on here sorry, I never did when you were on this earth.

Thanks for all your support. Aaron's death has hit my wife hard, especially on top of Mike's. We have all returned home, seeing some relatives twice in a month we rarely see once in many years. Both Mike and Aaron deserved so much more. I can't imagine losing a child, I tear up thinking about it. Life goes on, the twins are teething; Bob and Carol are coming over to help me with my front planting bed - they are master gardeners, you know. But our lives have changed forever. We are not supposed to outlive our children, younger brothers, younger cousins. It has been helpful reading your rememberences here, and we met with some of Aaron's friends from his favorite bar. Mike would tell us to get over it, and Aaron would wonder what all the fuss is about. Eventually, in a way, we will and we will stop fussing; and memories will bring smiles and fewer tears. I wish it could happen faster.

Bill, on behalf of all Mike's friends, I hope your pain eases in time. We wish all the best for you and everyone in Aaron's and Mike's family.

Bill, our thoughts are with you.

To everyone who came out last Friday, it was really wonderful to see you all. Mike would have enjoyed the party, although I think he would have been embarassed to be the center of attention.

Does anyone know what became of Mike's cat, Alison?

No worries. Stephanie has taken her in.

Ali is fine!! She has taken over my house and my bed....she runs the place!

I'm glad she found a loving home.

I meant to write when I got home from Atlanta, but fate took a cruel turn and Aaron joined Mike in enternity.
I just looked at this site after sending in my lesson plans and was amazed to see Aaron mentioned.

I wanted to thank you all for being so wonderful to my sister and her family.......you all mean so much to her now. I also want to thank you dear bloggers for extending your care to our family. Aaron's death was totally unexpected also and the only good thing that came out of it is his "gift of life" to others. He was healthy and all his major organs were used; now, we are just praying that they don't get rejected. In a few weeks we will know.
I am so happy that you celebrated his life in his beloved New York and that you met his brother Matt there. I am sure Mike helped his ussually shy little brother get there.
Love to you all, especially Stephanie and Ali...Aaron's cat,Piper, sends his best too.

Mike,
I miss you more than ever. Yesterday, for some reason, I had Suedehead by Morrissey stuck in my head. I actually started to call you because I knew that I could liberate myself from it and stick it in your head for a while. You are missed always.

Luv Ya

Hey All,

Mike and I celebrated St. Pattys Day more than once. Regrettably, I only remember where we started each time (though we always had fun before and after, I wish I remembered every second). Does anyone have any Mike/St. Patty memories? Can we all agree that at 9:00EST St. Pattys Day we raise a Guiness or Black and Tan and toast our beloved friend (a special toast to one who touched and loved all of us)?

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"I thought it was Easter time the way the light rose, rose that morning. Lately you've been on my mind. You showed me the rope. Ropes to climb over mountaints and to pull myself out of a landslide, of a landslide. I thought it was harvest time you always loved the smell of the wood burning. She with her honey hair, Dalhousie Castle she would meet you there in the winter, butter yellow. The flames you stirred, yes you could stir.
I rase a glass make a toast, a toast in your honor. I hear you laugh and beg me not to dance, 'Cause on your right, standing by is Mr. Bojangles. With a toast he's telling me it's time to raise a glass. Make a toast, a toast in your honor. I hear you laugh and beg me not to dance 'cause on your right, standing by is Mr. Bojangles. With a toast he's telling me it's time to let you go. Let you go.
I thought I'd see you again. "
-- Tori Amos

That's really beautiful, Christy. I'm not sure I know that song, but I will check it out.

Thanks for your suggestion, Dennis. I'll raise my glass as well.

A toast it is. How appropriate is it that I'll be seeing Elvis Costello tonight? Will tell him hello, Mike.

Dennis, You're the best! I don't think I'll have a Guinness handy at 9pm... but I'm sure I can scrounge up something.

Maybe I should call The Bird in Mt. Pleasant and ask what the "Beer of the Month" is. I was pretty broke during my drunken days with Mike. I remember drinking a lot of crappy beers with Mike at The Bird, using the rationale that Beer of the Month was only a dollar... and therefore you could drink enough of it to not notice if it tasted crappy. It's how we discovered the decidedly not crappy Leinie's Red.

A toast to Mike. We lurve you, ya crazy bastard.

only a half hour late... raising my glass now, my friend!

you're in my heart always.

An hour late myself.
I can just hear Mike asking, "Is it possible for you to be on time for anything?"

Here is a recent picture of Alison, courtesy of Steph. As you can see, she's definitely the one in charge.

http://www.ladycrumpet.com/mrw/archives/001033.php

I haven't had a chance to write on Mike's blog since his passing. I'm his cousin Carrie. Some of you may have read my husbands entries. Our twins have kept me busy. Some of you may have had a chance to see them at Mike's funeral. Mike at least was able to meet them through email of pictures his mother sent to him after they were born. Anyway many of you know my brother Aaron was killed about ten days after Mike's death. Well we donated his organs to enable others to have the gift of life. Five of the recipients survived the transplants. Today I spoke with my mother on the phone and she read me a letter from the recipient who has Aaron's heart. He said in his letter how grateful he was and that my brother has changed his life but is also sad at how he had to get his new heart. His name is Jim. So if any of you get a chance please pray that Jim continues to do well with Aaron's heart. I cried after hearing the letter from my mother and still am. When you lose a sibling it feels horrible. Nobody can understand unless they have been through it like my cousin Matt and my brother Mark. Easter was very hard for our family. There was an emptiness we felt without Mike and Aaron being on this earth. At least Aunt Carol and Uncle Bob were able to spend Easter with us. They also spent this past Sunday with us too. Our twins were baptised. That was really emotional for me. My baby brother Aaron was supposed to be there. Well I better stop rambling on. Everyone pray for Mike and Aaron and also all the people who have Aaron's organs.

Sincerely,

Carrie Sayles

Still think of you daily

Still miss you daily

Dennis, me too.

This is morose now.

Not convinced Mike would want his blog staying up here like this.

Time is passing and people are recovering from their grief. But that doesn't mean we'll ever stop missing him. This is something to remember him by and it gives some of us comfort to come here and read his words.

It's comforting to be able to stop by, every now and then, and reread my friends' words. Even just looking at the page, I feel a connection to his spirit.

Absolutely. I know it won't be here forever, but I'll keep checking back as long as it is. The same with Mike's name and number in my cell phone, my contact list, etc. I am not ready to erase those either. I miss him and knowing this site is here is reassuring in a way.

I agree - right now, it is comforting to be able to come here and look around. But it's also strange how frozen it is, as well.

It is amazing how comforting reading Mike's words can be. I am stlll astonished by his intellect and proud of his ramblings. He was an amazing guy and random he was not. He always thought of others not himself. I just read his postings for April 2004 and felt his personality and soul. I don't know if it is good or bad to remember him this way. One thing about it , I know what I am reading here are his words since he typed them. You can learn a lot about how a person thinks by what he writes. Have a good week and be kind even when you don't feel like being nice. A kind word is remembered with love. We all want to be loved like Mike was. Mike's Mom

Mike had the ability to connect with almost everyone he met and knew. He was well versed in a vast multitude of subject matter yet he only shared his knowledge as a resource to connect and touch a person and ultimately make them feel better (not to demonstrate his superiority). Though his knowledge, wit, and intellect were vastly superior than most, he never used them for his own self edification, he used them to make others feel better. Mike could have spent much of his time making most, who came into contact with him feel inferior instead, he made us feel welcome, respected, and loved. He managed his considerable gifts and intellect in such a way that I always sought his time, presence, and perspective for over a decade (and always did benefit from it). I find his site even more interesting because it was him simply sharing his thoughts as they occurred AND completely consistent with the way he lived his life never attempting to conform, be popular, nor populist. I find people sharing similar thoughts and feelings here completely consistent with what he had done. Regrettably, some of us lack his gifts of wit and topicality. I regret that we cannot carry on with his gifts however, I think this site to be a welcome place for those who knew and loved him to share their random (or, not so) thoughts which for now, only focus on Mike and what he meant to us.

Comment spammers really blow.

I can't help but think that Mike would laugh his ass off if he saw the above spam, though:
"Why can't people just advertise normal porn on my website? Why do I have to get the specialty porn spammers???"

I just wish I could hear him saying it himself.

Mike's Mom,

On this day I wanted to wish you a Happy Mothers Day. I want to thank you for having and raising such a wonderful son. Your son touched and moved all who truly knew and loved him. Your efforts over the years have resulted in countless people who have been blessed and inspired by the person Mike was and the way he could relate to reach out to those who knew him. All who knew him are better for having known him. He is sorely missed but, it is important to express gratitude for a life far too short but, well lived and well loved.

Thank You

Going back to what I wrote...it is in no way meant to be a SLAM.

But having known Michael (yep, he'd hate "Michael"), for so long, keeping this site as this static, virtual mausoleum smacks of the kind of thing he would despise.

It's the kind of thing that, to me, Mike would find mawkish and uttterly wrong.

Yes, for a time, had Mike stayed after a blogger friend had gone, I'm sure he would visit and appreciate - FOR A TIME.

It's been too long and I find it hard to believe that Mike would be comfortable with this.

He's out "there," wishing it was gone already, thinking it was ENOUGH and feeling absolutely "icky" that THIS is being kept for posterity.

Yes, a place to share thoughts is well and good and the intention is lovely and warm.

But in the interest of good taste, take this site down already.

In your heart of hearts I believe those in the know can feel deeply that Mike would NOT want this to just go on and on.

PLEASE forgive me if I am at a loss for the right words. IF this sounds cruel or disrespectful, please accept my apologies. If it is cold or comes off as putting ANYONE down it is only because I lack the intelligence to "put it right."

I knew Mike from way back. Not an Internet person, and I resisted posting here.

Loved him and respected him.

I just don't want him floating so frozen in time in cyberspace.

Doesn't feel right to ME personally.

When I think of him looking at this, I can only think he'd want it GONE.

Woodward, I have to say I disagree with you.

I think Mike was proud of what he did here and I think it should remain here as a fitting tribute to him.. in his own words.

I respect what you are trying to say, but I think this piece of Mike should remain here for his friends and family.

Woodward, I understand how you feel. In some ways I do agree with you. It would be better if all of Mike's friends could interact on a new place. We could touch each other with thoughts of Mike somewhere other than the comments on his last day here on his blog. Sansanee's "Mike Remembered" page would be a better place to go. I think that is why Sansanee set it up as a place to remember Mike. None of us need to reread the comments made right after he died. I never do. I just quickly scroll to the bottom and then read the new comments. What do you all think of this idea?

I think that's an excellent idea. This is Mike's space, and as much as we've needed to write here, our comments have in a sense taken over the conversation and become its own subject. I still think keeping the page is important for those of us who want to come here. Mike's own words are one of the best ways to remember him, in my opinion.

Here is the link to the Remembered page:

http://www.ladycrumpet.com/mrw/

For anyone who is interested, I would be happy to create an author login for you on the site, and you would be free to post your thoughts or comments directly. I can still post submissions or pictures for those who wish it. Just send me an email at ladycrumpet@gmail.com.

If there is interest in creating some whole new space, that is fine too, and we can discuss that on the Remembered site.

In light of this discussion it looks like it would be best to close the comments.