Too many memories to list here. Just suffice it to say: Mike is well missed by this classmate and friend. The reunion will be less ______(you fill in the blank) without him. My suggestions: rambunctious, fun, off-beat, loud, enjoyable, dramatic ... now, your turn.
Without Mike, we will miss all his obtuse, inappropriate, juvenile snatches of humor as well as his infectious smile and laugh. If wearing a purple shirt with a madras tie was scathing in 1970, imagine what kind of costume he'd show up in now! My folks adored him as the Hipplers welcomed me. My dad told Mike that his long hair in pig tails were "Buffies." He loved to mess with dad's head. Mike stayed with me for the 20th reunion. He MADE me take him to "Mammy's Shanty" for dinner- and he made the little black menu boy dance for him!! It was the last time I got to see him before he died in 1990. Before he died, Mike accomplished quite a bit - he lived in and taught school in a ramshackle place in the Appalachians after he graduated from Duke. His mom had a devastating stroke at 57, and Mike went to La Crescenta, CA. to help take care of her until her death. Then he worked at various restaurants in San Francisco, where I visited him in the early 80's at his 2-room apt. one block away from Haight-Ashbury. He also went to Rumania (Romania?) where he taught english, and developed a horrible case of dysentery that sent him back to Holland for decent medical treatment. He had followed the love of his life, Marc to teach in eastern Europe. Marc was a godsend at the end of Mike's life. He kept all of us posted as to his condition, and ran interference when it was all too much for Mike. There were two memorial services for him bi-coastally. Unfortunately, I could not attend due to work priorities.
Please say a prayer for a soul as guileless and loving as Mike's. He did not deserve to die in such a horrible way.....neither did the others. A huge "thank you" to everyone who made a donation to Project Open Hand in Mike's name for their fundraiser. Mike was surely grinning that snaggle-toothed smile for your contributions.
Mike Hippler was one of my dearest and most treasured friends. I miss him so....
My parents had a cabin at Lake Lanier near Dawsonville. Throughout the years I had a number of friends from High Point and North Springs, both female and male come up to visit.
Mike was like "one of the girls". One of my fondest and funniest memories was when I had one of my first co-ed parties at our lake house. We had a "girls bedroom" with 6 bunks. Mike came into the "girls room" while we were trying to change into our bikinis.
HE STOLE ONE OF MY TOPS and was trying it on. Someone got a snap shot of it. I have it some where in storage. Too funny. Hope I can find find that picture.
I also remember taking ballroom dancing in 7th grade. We had kids from both Underwood Hills, Guy Webb, and High Point. Mike was one of the boys in my class. He was a great dancer!!! Very smooth.
I wish so that he could be with us for our 40th Reunion....but he will be with us in spirit.
I too miss Mike. Mike and I grew up in the same neighborhood, went to the same schools from 1st grade until we graduated NSHS. We attended the same church and boy scouts troop. I spent a great deal of time with Mike over the years and I am a richer person for that experience.
Mike was always a very smart guy, I had a learning disability and found it hard to learn to read and spell. But Mike being my friend never made fun of me and always made me feel better about myself when I got embrassed about my school work. He seemed to always understand the value of a person.
In the early 80's I was flying to Washingto DC for a meeting, and boarding the airplane there was Mike also on his way to DC. We spent the whole flight together. Mike was on his way to his sister's wedding (Missy) and invited me to come to dinner and visit with them if I could get away. I got to have dinner with all the Hippler's which was great. And as always they made me feel very much welcomed. This was the last time I got to spend an evening with Mike.
Mike was a very special person. I still think of him often.
Mike lived around the corner from me. If he called and felt blue, I would walk to his house. He'd sit at the piano and we'd sing the score to "My Fair Lady" or "Carousel" or "Carnival!". I remember borrowing Libby's conductors' score for " Sound Of Music" and we sang absolutely every vocal note. Eventually, his parents came down and joined us. I remember coming home from UGA and Mike from Duke and we'd go to Bella Pizza and each bring college friends. Mike would always sniff me and tell me I smelled different. He was one of my first friends when we moved to Underwood Hills from KY. My parents adored him and we all bought his books. I think about him so often and I miss his laugh. With Mike I could dance and sing all night. He'd come to my house where we'd push back all the furniture and with Libby and Hicks polka to "Shall We Dance" from "The King And I". Often, I would switch and be Yul Brynner and lead so Mike could be Anna.
Randall Howe
Too many memories to list here. Just suffice it to say: Mike is well missed by this classmate and friend. The reunion will be less ______(you fill in the blank) without him. My suggestions: rambunctious, fun, off-beat, loud, enjoyable, dramatic ... now, your turn.Susan Weckerling
Without Mike, we will miss all his obtuse, inappropriate, juvenile snatches of humor as well as his infectious smile and laugh. If wearing a purple shirt with a madras tie was scathing in 1970, imagine what kind of costume he'd show up in now! My folks adored him as the Hipplers welcomed me. My dad told Mike that his long hair in pig tails were "Buffies." He loved to mess with dad's head. Mike stayed with me for the 20th reunion. He MADE me take him to "Mammy's Shanty" for dinner- and he made the little black menu boy dance for him!! It was the last time I got to see him before he died in 1990. Before he died, Mike accomplished quite a bit - he lived in and taught school in a ramshackle place in the Appalachians after he graduated from Duke. His mom had a devastating stroke at 57, and Mike went to La Crescenta, CA. to help take care of her until her death. Then he worked at various restaurants in San Francisco, where I visited him in the early 80's at his 2-room apt. one block away from Haight-Ashbury. He also went to Rumania (Romania?) where he taught english, and developed a horrible case of dysentery that sent him back to Holland for decent medical treatment. He had followed the love of his life, Marc to teach in eastern Europe. Marc was a godsend at the end of Mike's life. He kept all of us posted as to his condition, and ran interference when it was all too much for Mike. There were two memorial services for him bi-coastally. Unfortunately, I could not attend due to work priorities.
Please say a prayer for a soul as guileless and loving as Mike's. He did not deserve to die in such a horrible way.....neither did the others. A huge "thank you" to everyone who made a donation to Project Open Hand in Mike's name for their fundraiser. Mike was surely grinning that snaggle-toothed smile for your contributions.
Patti McCall
Mike Hippler was one of my dearest and most treasured friends. I miss him so....
My parents had a cabin at Lake Lanier near Dawsonville. Throughout the years I had a number of friends from High Point and North Springs, both female and male come up to visit.
Mike was like "one of the girls". One of my fondest and funniest memories was when I had one of my first co-ed parties at our lake house. We had a "girls bedroom" with 6 bunks. Mike came into the "girls room" while we were trying to change into our bikinis.
HE STOLE ONE OF MY TOPS and was trying it on. Someone got a snap shot of it. I have it some where in storage. Too funny. Hope I can find find that picture.
I also remember taking ballroom dancing in 7th grade. We had kids from both Underwood Hills, Guy Webb, and High Point. Mike was one of the boys in my class. He was a great dancer!!! Very smooth.
I wish so that he could be with us for our 40th Reunion....but he will be with us in spirit.
Bill Dallas
I too miss Mike. Mike and I grew up in the same neighborhood, went to the same schools from 1st grade until we graduated NSHS. We attended the same church and boy scouts troop. I spent a great deal of time with Mike over the years and I am a richer person for that experience.
Mike was always a very smart guy, I had a learning disability and found it hard to learn to read and spell. But Mike being my friend never made fun of me and always made me feel better about myself when I got embrassed about my school work. He seemed to always understand the value of a person.
In the early 80's I was flying to Washingto DC for a meeting, and boarding the airplane there was Mike also on his way to DC. We spent the whole flight together. Mike was on his way to his sister's wedding (Missy) and invited me to come to dinner and visit with them if I could get away. I got to have dinner with all the Hippler's which was great. And as always they made me feel very much welcomed. This was the last time I got to spend an evening with Mike.
Mike was a very special person. I still think of him often.
Martha Craig Snowden (Was "Fowler" Took Snowden Back 1990)
Mike lived around the corner from me. If he called and felt blue, I would walk to his house. He'd sit at the piano and we'd sing the score to "My Fair Lady" or "Carousel" or "Carnival!". I remember borrowing Libby's conductors' score for " Sound Of Music" and we sang absolutely every vocal note. Eventually, his parents came down and joined us. I remember coming home from UGA and Mike from Duke and we'd go to Bella Pizza and each bring college friends. Mike would always sniff me and tell me I smelled different. He was one of my first friends when we moved to Underwood Hills from KY. My parents adored him and we all bought his books. I think about him so often and I miss his laugh. With Mike I could dance and sing all night. He'd come to my house where we'd push back all the furniture and with Libby and Hicks polka to "Shall We Dance" from "The King And I". Often, I would switch and be Yul Brynner and lead so Mike could be Anna.Beth Colvin (Huff)
I loved Mike from the 3rd grade on. This was from our 20th reunion and he was ill although few people knew. There will never, ever be anyone like him.