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July 15, 1966
Mike was a good kid. He was never a statistic in the Juvenile Courts or a
dropout. He was a growing youngster who had a keen interest in people and loved
nature. Mike grew up in a Christian home, the oldest of two boys. He had three
sisters, too. This summer he was actively participating in the busy schedule of a
Riding Camp for children, doing his part to help mold youngsters in the great out­
doors that he loved so much.
Mike was also a horse lover. Even though his famous father never insisted
that he take an active part in the stable, Mike learned to ride and to train Walking
Horses. He did his share of riding and showing and won some high honors in the
show ring. He even won the Pony Championship at Montgomery last year, which
was the last time he ever showed a horse.
Like the other members of the Webb family, Mike loved the Lord. He knew
how to pray and he read his Bible. Whenever it came his turn to lead the campers
in prayer or to have devotionals in the cabins before “lights out”, Mike talked as
if he knew the Almighty personally. And indeed he did!
He was never a tough kid. In fact he was a little bit more susceptible to
the knocks and bruises of growing up than most youngsters. He didn’t like to get
hurt and like most youngsters, he cried when he did. Mike was growing up lately
though. It wasn’t too long ago that he got a set of bodybuilding weights and had
become aware that he had muscles. He was a handsome kid too! His bright smile
and quiet manner accented a summer tan and sun bleached hair and his fast growing
lean build had the makings of a real Adonis. He was probably becoming interested
in girls too. And they in him! Life held a great future for Mike Webb.
But on the fifteenth of July, 1966, Mike Webb had to leave us. After a short
and quite unexpected illness, he was gone. He left us, but his stay here will long
be remembered, for he left us just a little better off than if he had never come.
We don’t understand these things. But we have faith to believe that there
must be a reason. And we do the best we can not to show our hurt. Joe' and Nell
Webb and their children, Sharon, Joanna, Kimberly and Kevin will go about their
everyday activity. Joe will work hard on his horses for the Celebration. They will
go over the results of Camp Miles Sylvania and will start planning for next year.
They will make plans for the Searcy Horse Show. The kids will go back to school
and eventually the family will mend this part of their lives. But they will never forget
his passmg their way . . . and indeed, neither will we. His name was Mike and he
was a good kid.