Michael Anton Henle

Mike graduated from Rancho high school in 1969. He also attended UNLV. After moving to Las Vegas from Yuba City, CA, Mike started his sports writing career for the Las Vegas Sun covering sports as a reporter during high school. He also worked at the Las Vegas Review Journal from 1974 until he retired in 1992. He earned his nickname, “Mad Dog” while working there.

Mike covered every major automotive racing event in Las Vegas until he became editor of the Drive section and then real estate editor at the Review Journal. He also covered local short track racing at Craig Road Speedway, Caesar’s Palace Grand Prix and the Mint 400. He hosted the Nevada Motorsports Awards held at the Frontier Hotel in 1982 and 1983.

He covered the UNLV Running Rebels first trip to the NCAA Final Four in 1977. He was employed at the Las Vegas Motor Speedway in public relations when the track first opened.

He opened his public relations firm, The Idea Company in 1992. In 2005 Mike wrote a book that was then published chronicling his health issues titled “Through the Darkness, One Man’s Fight to Overcome Epilepsy”. Mike retired from freelance writing in 2019 after being diagnosed with Lewy body dementia and Alzheimer’s disease.

Mike is preceded in death by mother Greta Robinson, father Rudolph Henle Jr, stepmother Barbara Henle, and stepmother Shirley Henle.

Mike is survived by his wife of 52 years, Carmen Henle; sons John Henle (Rebecca); Joseph Henle (Stacy); Jeffrey Henle (Sharelle) and six grandchildren.

Services for Mike will be held on Wednesday July 24, 2024 at 6 pm with a reception following from 7 pm to 9 pm at Palm Northwest Mortuary, 6701 N Jones Blvd, Las Vegas NV 89131. In lieu of flowers, please donate to a charity of your choice.

When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me I want no rites in a gloom-filled room. Why cry for a soul that's set free. Miss me a little, but not too long and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared. Miss me, but let me go. For this is a journey that we all must take and each must go alone. It's all a part of the Master's plan, a step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart, go to the friends we knew and laugh at the things that we used to do. Miss me, but let me go.