Mickey was a good althlete, a positive person and a good friend to many of us at North. I am certain he will be missed and be cherished by his friends and relatives through the years.
So sorry to hear of Mickey's passing. Although we we not close friends, he was in a couple of my classes and he was always so upbeat and friendly. When I read the announcement the first "picture" that came to my mind was him with a big grin! Now wasn't Mr. Casey our science teacher his Dad?
Got to know Mickey pretty well our senior year as we were on the wrestling team together. He was a great friend, team mate, and mentor. He always had a great smile and was kind to everyone he had contact with. God bless you my friend!
Mickey was one of my best friends in high school. We had played baseball on the same team before we got to North, and we were both on the football and wrestling teams. I used to give him a good-natured hard time…relentlessly. He would put up with it for a while, and then say something like “Don’t make me kill you.”
He would have to work hard to make weight in wrestling, so the day before a match he would work out very hard in a plastic suit in order to drop some water weight. I’d wait until the end of practice when he was too tired to stand up, then tackle him. He would let me work him over for a while before he bench pressed me. We would lay on the mat and laugh until we cried.
One of my favorite Mickey stories came at the end of our last football game our senior year. We had to beat Southeast to tie for the city league championship, but we were behind and the clock was running down. Mickey, Ed Blincoe and I huddled up and frantically discussed how we could stop the clock without any timeouts. We determined the only thing we could do was kick the ball off the field (surely the refs would have to stop the clock). So, we talked Edward into kicking the ball off the field, and he gave it a ride. Sure enough, the refs called timeout, then gave us a penalty and restarted the clock. We lost the game, and whenever anyone asked us about that weird play, Mickey and I would say “We don’t know what Ed was thinking.” Unfortunately, Mickey and I lost touch after a few years, and I missed him at the reunions. He was the best athlete I ever knew, and one of my favorite people in this world. I can’t think of him without smiling.
Mick and I were close at North. We worked summer jobs at an Ice Factory and shingled roofs together. We lifted weights after football practice and competed in nearly everything. Here's a little known Mickey Casey Factoid. As a sophmore he went out for the swim team. Having never been a competitive swimmer before. Mickey was terrible. Lucky for North his back up plan was wrestling where he was a semi finalist at state. He was a natural athlete in everything (accept swimming) By the way- The story above written by Dave Quillen about Mickey convincing me to punt the ball at the end of the game in order to stop the clock is true. I did that. In my defense it was the longest punt of my High School football career. Well, it was my only punt so it was also the shortest punt too. Rest in Peace Case.
It is really special to read my classmates comments as they share their Mickey Casey memories. Thank you for sharing. Mickey was indeed a natural athelete. He was also smart, sweet to the girls and needless to say good looking. In high school, I had the biggest crush on Mickey. I remember he gave me a ride home from a party at the end of our senior year. This silent admirer was over the moon. Thanks to our class reunions, we caught up several years ago. I am happy I have saved a couple of favorite voice messages left by Mickey. You see, several of us girls signed and sent Mickey a birthday card to celebrate him and cheer his day. I wish you could hear his voice. On 4/24/2021 Mickey said, "Hey Debbie, this is Mickey. I got the birthday card. Thank you guys so much. I really really appreciate it. Thank you so much. Okay? Have a nice weekend. This is Mickey Casey." Peace be with you Mickey.
I agree with Debra, it is so heartening to read these cooments. I get to revisit Mickey and the person who wrote their memory of him at the same time. We were once told to never trust anyone over 30. That was so easy. Back then I didn't know anyone over thirty. Today these losses hit home and hard. Mickey's loss feels huge, but he has alot of fine company that went before him. Debra I am disappointed though. I never received my birthday card! (Just joking.) But sincerely I'd have loved to know anyone had his address or phone number. At our reunion I asked Blincoe if he knew how to reach him. He said all he knew was he was in a small town in Kansas.
Yes Judy, Mr Casey was our science teacher at Marshall. I liked him and he liked me too. But he did give me swats for running my mouth. He also set me up for my first blind date- with Mickey. He told me to find him at North, introduce myself and come over for dinner. Branscum pointed Mickey out. I made the introduction and the rest was history. Mickey loved that his dad gave me swats. We miked it- "better go before dad takes off his belt." Mickey and I had a ton in common. We were the two youngest sophmores, or so it felt. Other guys had drivers liscenses. We were obsessed with getting-
1. Girls
2. Cars
We solved #2 first. Cars were easier to understand and less moving parts. When we were still 15 we talked our parents into letting us buy Honda 90cc bikes, but we had to promise we would not drive them until we got our drivers license. Then my parents let me ride mine to Mickey's home (being safe, driving slow and not crossing busy streets). After some relentless begging Mickey was granted reciprocal rights. We were so young and dumb we didn't think about the odometers ratting us out as we went everywhere.
My mom and Mr Casey were professionally acquainted through the school system. Mistakenly I would tell my parents one story and Mickey his parents another. Then they would compare notes. (Note: at the top of this page, the banner has a Mustang) The year was 1966 and Mr Casey had a new Mustang. I got my driving license before Mickey. I would borrow my dad's VW and go get Mickey who had told his parents we were going to the movies to watch "To Sir With Love." Mr Casey asked us if we were really going to the movies. We said yes. He said, "too bad. I was hoping you were going to meet up with some girls because I was going to let Kim drive my new Mustang." Mickey caved in and Mr Casey threw me his keys.
Mickey's home was very loving. He was admired by his brother and they adored their little sister.
This great man is in great company. . . with love and affection.
James Wining (Wining)
Mickey was a good althlete, a positive person and a good friend to many of us at North. I am certain he will be missed and be cherished by his friends and relatives through the years.
Judy Wallace (Carter)
So sorry to hear of Mickey's passing. Although we we not close friends, he was in a couple of my classes and he was always so upbeat and friendly. When I read the announcement the first "picture" that came to my mind was him with a big grin! Now wasn't Mr. Casey our science teacher his Dad?
Charlene Marvin
So sorry to hear of his passing. Sending prayers of comfort.Claude Arnold
Got to know Mickey pretty well our senior year as we were on the wrestling team together. He was a great friend, team mate, and mentor. He always had a great smile and was kind to everyone he had contact with. God bless you my friend!
David Quillen
Mickey was one of my best friends in high school. We had played baseball on the same team before we got to North, and we were both on the football and wrestling teams. I used to give him a good-natured hard time…relentlessly. He would put up with it for a while, and then say something like “Don’t make me kill you.”He would have to work hard to make weight in wrestling, so the day before a match he would work out very hard in a plastic suit in order to drop some water weight. I’d wait until the end of practice when he was too tired to stand up, then tackle him. He would let me work him over for a while before he bench pressed me. We would lay on the mat and laugh until we cried.
One of my favorite Mickey stories came at the end of our last football game our senior year. We had to beat Southeast to tie for the city league championship, but we were behind and the clock was running down. Mickey, Ed Blincoe and I huddled up and frantically discussed how we could stop the clock without any timeouts. We determined the only thing we could do was kick the ball off the field (surely the refs would have to stop the clock). So, we talked Edward into kicking the ball off the field, and he gave it a ride. Sure enough, the refs called timeout, then gave us a penalty and restarted the clock. We lost the game, and whenever anyone asked us about that weird play, Mickey and I would say “We don’t know what Ed was thinking.”
Unfortunately, Mickey and I lost touch after a few years, and I missed him at the reunions. He was the best athlete I ever knew, and one of my favorite people in this world. I can’t think of him without smiling.
Edward Blincoe
Mick and I were close at North. We worked summer jobs at an Ice Factory and shingled roofs together. We lifted weights after football practice and competed in nearly everything. Here's a little known Mickey Casey Factoid. As a sophmore he went out for the swim team. Having never been a competitive swimmer before. Mickey was terrible. Lucky for North his back up plan was wrestling where he was a semi finalist at state. He was a natural athlete in everything (accept swimming) By the way- The story above written by Dave Quillen about Mickey convincing me to punt the ball at the end of the game in order to stop the clock is true. I did that. In my defense it was the longest punt of my High School football career. Well, it was my only punt so it was also the shortest punt too. Rest in Peace Case.
Debra Hossfeld (West)
It is really special to read my classmates comments as they share their Mickey Casey memories. Thank you for sharing. Mickey was indeed a natural athelete. He was also smart, sweet to the girls and needless to say good looking. In high school, I had the biggest crush on Mickey. I remember he gave me a ride home from a party at the end of our senior year. This silent admirer was over the moon. Thanks to our class reunions, we caught up several years ago. I am happy I have saved a couple of favorite voice messages left by Mickey. You see, several of us girls signed and sent Mickey a birthday card to celebrate him and cheer his day. I wish you could hear his voice. On 4/24/2021 Mickey said, "Hey Debbie, this is Mickey. I got the birthday card. Thank you guys so much. I really really appreciate it. Thank you so much. Okay? Have a nice weekend. This is Mickey Casey." Peace be with you Mickey.
Michael Wharton
Very sorry to hear of Mickey's passing.
Gregory Johnson
RIP Mickey!
Kim Dumford
I agree with Debra, it is so heartening to read these cooments. I get to revisit Mickey and the person who wrote their memory of him at the same time. We were once told to never trust anyone over 30. That was so easy. Back then I didn't know anyone over thirty. Today these losses hit home and hard. Mickey's loss feels huge, but he has alot of fine company that went before him. Debra I am disappointed though. I never received my birthday card! (Just joking.) But sincerely I'd have loved to know anyone had his address or phone number. At our reunion I asked Blincoe if he knew how to reach him. He said all he knew was he was in a small town in Kansas.
Yes Judy, Mr Casey was our science teacher at Marshall. I liked him and he liked me too. But he did give me swats for running my mouth. He also set me up for my first blind date- with Mickey. He told me to find him at North, introduce myself and come over for dinner. Branscum pointed Mickey out. I made the introduction and the rest was history. Mickey loved that his dad gave me swats. We miked it- "better go before dad takes off his belt." Mickey and I had a ton in common. We were the two youngest sophmores, or so it felt. Other guys had drivers liscenses. We were obsessed with getting-
1. Girls
2. Cars
We solved #2 first. Cars were easier to understand and less moving parts. When we were still 15 we talked our parents into letting us buy Honda 90cc bikes, but we had to promise we would not drive them until we got our drivers license. Then my parents let me ride mine to Mickey's home (being safe, driving slow and not crossing busy streets). After some relentless begging Mickey was granted reciprocal rights. We were so young and dumb we didn't think about the odometers ratting us out as we went everywhere.
My mom and Mr Casey were professionally acquainted through the school system. Mistakenly I would tell my parents one story and Mickey his parents another. Then they would compare notes. (Note: at the top of this page, the banner has a Mustang) The year was 1966 and Mr Casey had a new Mustang. I got my driving license before Mickey. I would borrow my dad's VW and go get Mickey who had told his parents we were going to the movies to watch "To Sir With Love." Mr Casey asked us if we were really going to the movies. We said yes. He said, "too bad. I was hoping you were going to meet up with some girls because I was going to let Kim drive my new Mustang." Mickey caved in and Mr Casey threw me his keys.
Mickey's home was very loving. He was admired by his brother and they adored their little sister.
This great man is in great company. . . with love and affection.