He was born on February 13, 1956 in San Francisco. His younger years were as you might expect: he was an instant friend to everyone he met, he was always up for an adventure, and he truly thought that Willie Mays should be mayor.
Mike passed away at 64, but if you’ve ever compared stories with him about the amazing music and baseball he had seen, or the wild adventures he’d been on with his countless buddies, you might have thought he lived to be 164. He went to just about every show there was; from the Dead to the Stones, from obscure artists to Hardly Strictly Bluegrass, he even swore he kept the Marshalls from falling off the stage for Jimi Hendrix in the Panhandle. He had the GREATEST stories. Mike knew everything about baseball, especially his San Francisco Giants. He cheered through freezing nights at Candlestick and was more excited than anyone to celebrate World Series domination at AT&T Park - he was the giantest of all Giants fans.
Mike’s wilder days slowed down on the last Saturday in 1985, when he met his match (and his favorite person on earth), his wife Karen. Love does crazy things to us all, and for Mike, it was the craziest; he settled down and became a husband, a (first-time!) checking account holder and an ever-patient stepdad to Melanie. He was their favorite fixer - from toasters to sad hearts, Mike could fix it all!
He worked at Buildings and Grounds for the San Francisco Unified School District for over 35 years, and loved this time working with his best friends and keeping kids safe. He spent his off-time taking walks with his closest friend (and fabulous herding dog) Tommie in Golden Gate Park, traveling to music festivals with his siblings and nieces, Steve, Cathy, Dianne, Gene Caitlin and Geri, and teaching his grandsons Wyatt and Owen everything there is to know about Blues and baseball.
Mike will be forever loved by those he leaves behind: wife Karen, stepdaughter Melanie, son-in-law Jason, grandsons Wyatt and Owen, brother Steve Hamrock, sister-in-law Cathy Ryan, niece Caitlin Hamrock, sister Dianne and brother-in-law Gene Naber. Mike is predeceased by his beloved niece Geri, Dad David and Mom Margaret.
We hope you’ll all live life like Mike, with incredible generosity, love, and, of course, SAFETY. No candles, and go check your smoke alarms and fire extinguishers!
In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to an organization that was close to Mike’s heart: the SF Marin Food Bank.
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