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Date of Birth: June 7, 1974
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It’s ironic that in tragic times or even worse – death – that those lost tend to take on a more mythical or legendary persona. We tend to forget the more difficult times and instead remember the good times that much clearer. I guess that is a way of preserving the memories of a loved one. Michael Davidson – a son, a brother, a fiance, a friend – will always be remembered and not only for his significance, but also for his naughtiness. You see Michael was one of those few people that when you were with him and had the pleasure to be around him, you instantly felt something good because he made sure of that. And, don’t get me wrong, it was never boring!!!
In the Broadway show “Rent”, there is a song that is entitled “Seasons of Love” and the question posed in the song is “How do you measure a year?” The response is “In Love”. When I looked out onto the hundreds of people that attended Michael’s memorial service, I truly understood what that phrase meant and what Michael represented. How could he – only 27 years old – touch so many people in such a short time? Is that possible? With Michael, anything was possible and he proved it.
Mike was everything that was good. Everything that is right in the world. He knew how to love and be loved. He knew how to smile and laugh as well as make others smile and laugh. He cared not only about himself but others around him. He symbolized family and epitomized what a friend should be. He was dependable. But most of all he stood up for himself and what he believed. In fact sometimes we wondered if the cliche “dancing to the beat of a different drum” wasn’t coined for Michael.
Whatever drummer he was listening to obviously had the right beat. For someone that barely graduated Rutgers University he didn’t do so bad. On the verge of becoming a partner at such a young age, about to marry his college love and finally closing on his first home…I would say not bad at all.
But quite honestly, as those who survived his teenage and college years know, that although his heart was usually in the right place, his actions were far from perfect. But then again, who is? Michael was not a god or some supernatural being (though at times he tried convincing us otherwise), he did become the man you could be very proud to call your son, brother, husband and friend.
We miss him so much and our lives will obviously never be the same. Michael lived each day to its fullest. He worked hard and played hard. Now we are left trying to mimic his attitude for life but, as we all know, it is difficult and at times sometimes a losing battle. As we try and redefine our lives and what “normal” means we never stop thinking of how things should really be. Now is the time those in our lives become that much more important. We need to be strong for each other and together we will redefine “normal” as the way Michael would expect it!!!
We’ll Always Remember You as You Mean So Very Much to Us!!
Mom, Grandma, your brother Jeff, your fiancee Dominique & special friend Allan