Died when the vehicle he was driving went off the road into a gravel pit on the highway 27 between Burley and Oakley. He had been delivering office supplies.

His cheerful, easy laugh

And his always present smile.

The twinkle of his eyes

Made everything worthwhile.

The mischievous tricks he pulled

And the little things he did,

Made everyone feel better

And glad that he had lived.

His quick industrious mind

And extraordinary array of talents.

Would put things aright when they were off

And keep everything in balance.

This was the friend we knew and loved so well.

We miss him now,

And mourn his loss,

Far more than words can tell.

But we should always feel privileged

To have known him for awhile.

Because he was that sort of person

For whom you'd walk the extra mile.

So we'll keep these precious thoughts of him

Nearest to our hearts,

For in these halls of Burley High,

Mike has left his mark.

by LeNae Durfee

(Taken from the Burley High 1975 year book, "In Memory of Mike Brown" page 215.)