Birth date: Mar 15, 1941 Death date: Feb 3, 2006
Mike E. Taylor, born March 15, 1941, deceased February 3, 2006. He was a ten-year veteran of the U.S. Marine Corps, active in the VFW Post #969 and AmVets Post #1, and an aerospace engineer.Mike is survived by daughters Phyllis, L Read Obituary
Our hearts and prayers to our cousins...Wish we could be there with you. All of our Love, Marc, Michelle, Lori, and Michael##imported-begin##Michelle Brown Horldt##imported-end##
With deepest sympthy to the girls, you'll always be in my heart...Bubba
With Love Aunt June##imported-begin##June Taylor Brown##imported-end##
My Dad was a wonderful brave man. he cared deeply for his country and his family and friends.
He taught me so much.How to be a proud American,how to fix a car and the value of getting an education. There are so many more,but space is limited. When I look in the mirror I see my dad all over again. I have been told I look like him. I am proud of that. No matter what was happening he was always brave and proud. He looked at life as a privallege rather than a right. He will be missed by me and my sisters. We always felt like things were going to be ok because of him. He was a man of few words,but many talents. I can look in the mirror and see that I look so much like him. Even same hair color. My gratitude goes out to his friends and family who have supported my sisters and I through all of this. Tonight he will celebrate his 45th wedding Anniversary with my mom. I love you daddy.
Love#2##imported-begin##Lisa Taylor##imported-end##
Mike was a very good man with nothing bad to say about anyone. He will truly be missed by anyone who knew him.##imported-begin##Micheal Brown##imported-end##
Phyllis, Lisa & Melinda you are in our thoughts & prayers at this time of loss of your gentle father and our uncle Mike. Love,
Ben & Taylor Ann##imported-begin##Ben & Taylor Ann##imported-end##
Eulogy
Mike Taylor
by Melinda Taylor-Kelly
March 15th, 1941 ~ February 3rd, 2006
My Father, Mike Taylor, was a remarkable man. His life was full of great achievements; in high school, he was a star athlete in football, basketball and track. He excelled in everything he set out to do, and he continued this throughout his life. After he graduated from Madison Heights High school in 1960, he could have went to college on a scholarship, but he joined the Marine corp. He returned home, and married my Mother Lois on February 7, 1961. Dad did three tours in Vietnam, two on land and one on sea, during this time my sisters Phyllis, and Lisa were born; I came a few years after he was discharged from the Marines.
Dad worked in aerospace most of his adult life. He was active in many veteran organizations; The VFW, Am Vets, American Legion, and the Marine Corps league. He has been very active in these groups, some like the VFW for many years, In Gardena California he was a commander of post 3261.
After Dad passed, I started thinking of words that I could use to describe him, and many started flooding my mind: Strong, intelligent, loving, funny, modest, courageous, and true to his convictions, my Dad was all of this, and so much more.
Dad was one of my first teachers in life, and I know that many people would describe their parents this way, but with Dad, it was so much more. My Dad was an American, I mean, he understood what that meant. He knew that wars were really not for some government, but to be a Marine you needed to believe that you were fighting for more than a president or country, you were fighting for your family, freedom for people you did not even know, your honor and your beliefs. My Dad was this Marine. He was this man. He taught his children to believe in our voice, and that we were given this privilege because he fought for it. He empowered his daughters with knowledge of being an American.
Dad and I did not always agree with each other politically, but that really did not matter, what mattered was that we knew we had that freedom to believe in different things, and that knowing this, we understood what being an American was about.
In the space of less than two months my family has lost both our mother and father, we are using their love to get us through this time.
My father had a very dry sarcastic sense of humor, we inherited this from him, and there was always laughter in our home.
I know I have spoken a lot about him as a marine, and an athlete, but my Dad was much more than this. Even if the Marine Corps said that if you were meant to have a family, you would be issued one, he had a family. We moved around a lot with Dad working in aerospace, my Mom use to say that it was as if we never were out of the Marines, because we just kept moving. This made our family stronger, with moving we would lose friends, but we always had each other, this has continued into our adult lives. Our parents taught us that this was the most important thing in life, family. My Dad may have been a Marine, an athlete, but he was Dad first and foremost to us, he was the one that we could count on, he was the one that knew the answers, and he was the one that could fix everything. As a father, my dad was very giving, loving, and simply put amazing. I am thankful to have had him as my father.
He continued this on with my children, his grandchildren were his life, and he loved each one of them very much. They I know will miss him daily, as many us will.
It does not really matter who my Father was, what matters is how we remember him.
Do not go gentle into that good night
By Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught
I will miss Mike. I just barly over the last couple of years got to know him. When I came to town I would always look to him for help and advice in whatever problem I had. He had a calming effect on me, I'd get all fired up about something and I'd look at Mike and realize that I needed to step back and take a longer look. He was a friend of every veteran and a friend of mine. The AMVETS, the VFW and the entire veterans community will miss Mike.
My condolences to his family. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.
Fred George, Commander
AMVETS Department of Washington##imported-begin##Fred George##imported-end##
My thanks to Mike's loving family for his care and to his many friends that he has made over the years, he will always be my big Bubba.. With Love to the girls, Aunt Nancy##imported-begin##Nancy Taylor Lee##imported-end##
I met Mike after he became a member of AMVETS. My association with him was due to his friendship with Nike. I liked Mike and wish to offer my sincere condolences to his daughtera and all of his many friends.##imported-begin##John Hauff##imported-end##
I am sorry to hear about mike may the Lord be with him always.
Shlum. Lew Foster Commander Amvets
Post #1.##imported-begin##Lew A. Foster##imported-end##
