I got the news on Friday night that Milo passed away.
Milo (Mostly everyone called him Mike) had been our “driver” at the dealership until a few months ago… He had been dealing with a new bout of cancer. He had been clean for years… But suddenly he had more show up in his jaw.
He had left for a 3 or 4 months earlier in the year, (ironically back when I broke my leg) and then raced back to work as soon as the doctor cleared him. At the time… I thought to myself: “Why wouldn’t you just go home and relax a while?”. Now, when I think about it… I realize that getting back to work was probably his way of pushing ahead and leaving the cancer behind.
Unfortunately… It flared back up. This time the doctor said he it was going to take another operation, but nearer or into the brain. He was told that it had a low chance for success and would be a very long procedure.
He declined it as far as I know. I had given him a call 2 months ago just to check in. I tried to talk baseball and the Bears while still finding out if he was going to push ahead. At that time he pretty much said he was going to tough it at home.
I got off the phone sad, but content in knowing that Milo was making a decision that he felt was right.
In my position at the dealership, I worked very closely with Milo… Talked with him about current events… Sports… Cars (He never did drive a Supra! He scoffed at the idea)… You name it. He was a great guy. One of those guys that fit right in… A person you feel like you have known forever because we got along so well.
I feel for his kids and Grandkids in particular… He will be missed.
I don’t know if this link works, its lifted from the PJ Star site: