Birth date: Jun 22, 1947 Death date: Jun 9, 2026
Michael Allen Owens, age 78, of Mecosta, Michigan, passed away peacefully at his home with his loving wife by his side on June 9, 2026. He was born on June 22, 1947, in Plymouth, Michigan, to Allen and Billodean Owens. On June 1 Read Obituary
Pam, my heart goes out to you and your family. You are in my prayers.
All through my career Mike would call me up and say he had a great person I should hire as a server or bartender. I always did and he was NEVER wrong. He truly loved people and always helped the college kids as they were trying to get their footing in life. I will miss him!
In Memory of Pappa Mike
Some people enter your life and leave footprints. Others leave stories.
Pappa Mike left both.
To our kids, he was Grandpa. To us, he was a friend. To anyone who spent more than five minutes with him, he was a storyteller, a character, and yes, one of the finest BS’ers you could ever hope to meet.
Mike had a gift. He could turn an ordinary moment into a memorable story. Whether the details were completely accurate was often beside the point. The joy was in the telling. The twinkle in his eye, the grin spreading across his face, and the way he could make everyone around him laugh were what mattered most.
He made people feel welcome. He made conversations longer, gatherings warmer, and memories richer. He had a way of connecting generations, sharing wisdom one minute and nonsense the next, often leaving you unsure which was which.
Our children were blessed to know his love. They will remember his stories, his laughter, his advice, and the countless moments that made him uniquely Pappa Mike. Those memories are gifts that time cannot take away.
Today, our hearts are broken. The chair is empty. The stories have gone quiet. The world feels a little less colorful without him in it.
But even in our grief, we smile because we can still hear his voice. We can still picture that familiar grin. We can still tell the stories he told and laugh at the memories he helped create.
The measure of a life is not found in years alone, but in the lives touched, the laughter shared, and the love left behind.
By that measure, Pappa Mike lived a remarkable life.
We will miss him deeply. We will love him always. And we will keep telling his stories.
Rest easy, Pappa Mike.
We love you Pammie.
