Michael Everette Amos , 61, passed away on Thursday, November 12th, 2015 in Norfolk. Born on June 14th, 1954 in Bangor, Maine he was the son of Donald Amos and Norma Fox. Mr. Amos worked as a designer for Southland Industries.
He is survived by his mother and father, his wife Sharon Amos; son Michael Amos; daughter Lori Williams along with five grandchildren and one great granddaughter. He is also survived by his brother Kevin Amos and sister Kimberley Amos.
The family will receive friends on Thursday, November 19th at 7:00 PM at Family Choice Funerals and Cremations, 5401 Indian River Road, Virginia Beach. A celebration of his life will start at 8:00 PM.
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I’m so sorry Mike had to leave us so soon. I have such pleasant memories of visiting him, Sharon, “Little Michael,” and Lori as a kid. I looked up to Mike and was so proud to call him my brother. My only regret is not seeing him enough as often as an adult. My condolences to Sharon, Michael, Donna, Lori, Norma, Dad (Don), and all the grandchildren. I know you will hold him in your hearts forever. May God give you strength to get through this difficult time.
With deepest sympathy for the loss of such a special kind man.
Dear Michael and Lori,
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. I am sorry I could not be there but know that I am thinking of you all during this time.
Dear family and friends,
First, let me say how sorry I am I won’t be with you tomorrow night. My thoughts will be with you. I would love you to share this tomorrow night if possible.
Mike was a loved, significant part of my life beginning in Jr. High School. As we grew up Mike and Sharon became a cherished part of our adult life and our children’s lives. In the most difficult times in life, he was kind and loving.
My best memories: his beautiful long blond hair (I was jealous, as mine was curly and wild).
His love for Sharon, followed by the births of Mike and Lori.
His natural ability to “sandbag” as we played spades. If Mike was your partner you knew to add additional “tricks”.
His love of the water, boating and skiing and the great times we spent at Tulls Bay, including when I lived there in later years. His patience and love for Vivian, Bob, Aunt Nellie and Uncle Smalley. His unfailing devotion, admiration and love for his mom. As I think of Mike, I smile, remembering the multiple times we helped to move he and Sharon. Both Buddy Grover and Tommy told him “no more” after an hour mattress push up 3 flights of stairs in Northern Va. That said, 2 years later they happily moved him to Chesapeake. We often pulled out that mattress winning picture to laugh with him. Through 45 years of friendship I cannot begin to scratch the surface of memories. On my last day before moving to Florida I visited with him, leaving pictures on his hospital board. He could not talk at the time, yet he fully understood and had tears in his eyes. I sensed it would be our last visit as he was so ill. Even so, he smiled his kind smile as I hugged him goodbye. Now, his suffering is over. Each of you will carry him, as I will, in your hearts and minds. Grieve not too long, as he would want you to seize everyday, living life to the fullest. Love to you all, Jan and Tommy