So me and a couple buddies had gone to the Boston marathon, the year the bombs happened. Scrambling to get a ride home with almost every single street closed and police everywhere me and my buddies were stranded. Called Mikey and next thing you know he’s beeping his horn yelling “get in get in!!” Me and 4 of my buddies crammed in his Prius and somehow got home safe. But that’s exactly who Mikey was, didn’t leave a friend behind and always had your back. He didn’t think twice about it, no one knew what was really going on and yet there’s Mikey …flying down the road to get us home …. Rumor has it he moved some street blockers to get through
