There is not a day goes by that I don’t miss my son, James “Mickey” Funderburk, who died in a motorcycle accident on June 1.
He was my best friend.
He came to see me everyday and I would cook for him.
He was a happy person and liked to make people laugh.
He has always loved motorcycles. And he died doing what he loved most.
Mickey had a lot of friends and we appreciate all their visits and kindness.
We treasure all the little anecdotes they shared with us.