In loving Memory of My Friend, Michael Mclendon
At one time or another, I would venture that we’ve all been in the uncomfortable position of being the unknown/new person in a group of established friends. It can be awkward and uncomfortable. And that is exactly where I was – in the middle of my own personal introvert-hell amongst a loud and boisterous group of people I didn’t know – when I gracelessly tripped into the middle of Mike’s world in Keystone, CO. With an easy smile, he conveyed welcome, calm, friendliness and comfort. My tortured introvert soul immediately identified him as a safe harbor. My recollection of that evening centers around settling in next to Mike, playing cards and engaging in easy banter. A short time later, we traveled to Arizona to attend an ASU game. Having mentioned that we were going to be in town, Mike invited us to stop by his tailgate party. To me, it seemed to be an obligatory invitation, but we decided to briefly stop to say hello. As we wa...