To my loving son Michael, who was killed by his "friend" Robert on 7 February 1999. He was drunk and speeding over 118 mph when he lost control crashing into a utility pole. The worst part is that his "friend" left him to die without making any calls for assistance.
Michael you would have turned 26 on the 4th of August, I miss you more and more each day. One of your best friends committed suicide, and the other is totally lost without you. He misses playing chess, your iguana Floyd misses sitting on your head watching.
Aunt Linda told you once that if you committed suicide it would destroy me, I never knew how right she was. You didn't take your own life, Robert took it from you. When they came in to tell me you had died, the first words out of my mouth was "he was my reason for laughing, crying, living for dying.
To anyone who sees this memorial: PLEASE DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE, THIS COULD BE YOU. All Robert had to do was think about what he was doing, and maybe my son Michael would have been here to celebrate his 26th Birthday. DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE.
All my love now and forever
Your broken hearted mom
Lisa Varalli