Spring, MD Jun. 26, 08- 21 year old Michael Francis Taylor was a beloved son, a
brother, an uncle and a dear friend. A candle light that started burning on
February 8, 1987 at Holy Cross Hospital in Silver Spring, MD; a candle
light that will continue to burn for all eternity deep within our hearts.
Mickey was the son of immigrants from Central America. He was
fortunate to have three countries he could call his home; The United
States where he was born; Panama, the land of his loving mother Merida
Taylor and Nicaragua, the land of his devoted father and a leader in the
Caribbean coast community of Nicaragua in the United States Mr. Winston
Mickey was about family. Family was always first. He was
loyal to those he considered his friends. He was giving and never showed a
tiny bit of selfishness in his life. His friends recall that Mickey would
take them to his house and share anything he had to eat. Mickey loved his
older brother Alex as though they were both of the same body. They were
inseparable. They loved each other so much that wherever you saw them together
there was a rainbow following them. Next to Alex is Mickey's loving
Mickey was very athletic and love sports. He excelled in
every sport he played. At an early age he started playing football at the
65 ankle biters level with the Maple Leaf from Bethesda. The following
year he moved up to play with the Silver Spring, Saints. Mickey was a
graduate of BCC High School (Bethesda Chevy Chase) where he led the Barons
as captain of the football team.
After graduating from high school Mickey attended Frostburg
State College for one year where he started studying Criminal law. He
enjoyed the cool things he saw on CSI Miami and decided that he would
study criminal law. Mickey had just finished the 2008 school year at
Howard Community College where he continued his criminal studies. He
worked as a security guard in downtown Silver Spring.
Mickey grew up in Silver Spring and is loved by everyone he
came in contact with. It was difficult not to love a kid like Mickey. He
was always smiling with his contagious smile and chubby cheeks.
On Saturday June 21, 2008 Mickey was tragically taken away
from us. Earlier that evening in a conversation with Mickey he said that
he was going to be attending Towson College in the fall and would try to
make a comeback at football. He missed the game so much. He had not played
for the past year due to a knee injury. He was happy and had the usual
smile on his face when he approached me. He said he was doing fine and
ready for school. As I part from Mickey I told him to take care he smiled
and he said "sure".
Mickey leaves behind his loving mother and father, two
brothers, two grandmothers, a grandfather, 8 uncles, three aunties, one
niece and countless friends from the United States, Panama and Nicaragua.
Mickey, you will be missed
by all of us.