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	<title>Comments on: Share Your Memories of Michael</title>
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		<title>By: Debbie Cohen-Lampitok</title>
		<link>http://www.michaeloremus.org/about-michael/share-your-memories-of-michael/#comment-3</link>
		<author>Debbie Cohen-Lampitok</author>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 17:13:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>The website is such an inspiration to my nephew.  He is missed and loved dearly and his memory will go on forever.

Patrick:  Thank you for all of your hard work, love and loyalty to our family.
You can see that you put more than 100% of your heart into this wonderful website and our love and thanks go out to you.

Michael has always  been so very special to me.  His love, caring and strength for us and especially Clint (his 1st cousin and bestfriend). will be in our hearts forever.

We love you Michael and I am so very proud that I was able to be part of your life.  You will never be forgotten...............


Aunt Debbie</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The website is such an inspiration to my nephew.  He is missed and loved dearly and his memory will go on forever.</p>
<p>Patrick:  Thank you for all of your hard work, love and loyalty to our family.<br />
You can see that you put more than 100% of your heart into this wonderful website and our love and thanks go out to you.</p>
<p>Michael has always  been so very special to me.  His love, caring and strength for us and especially Clint (his 1st cousin and bestfriend). will be in our hearts forever.</p>
<p>We love you Michael and I am so very proud that I was able to be part of your life.  You will never be forgotten&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;</p>
<p>Aunt Debbie</p>
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		<title>By: SPC Andrew Wideman</title>
		<link>http://www.michaeloremus.org/about-michael/share-your-memories-of-michael/#comment-4</link>
		<author>SPC Andrew Wideman</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 16:52:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I could not have made a better website to represent my close friend Mikey O. I served with Mike in Korea and in Iraq. Me and Mike were in the same squad over here in Baghdad and were close friends. Mike was the guy who you would never forget. Every morning before mission he always had a smile on his face and would come and join me and SPC John Peck and eat breakfeast before mission. It has truly been a heavy loss for all of us and we think of him everyday. It has never been the same here without him. 

To his family he always spoke of all of you with the utmost affection and love. Thank you for him he was truly something special to us and our hearts go out to you.

For anyone who reads this who never had the honor to meet Mike just know he gave all and never gave up. No words of mine could ever give him justice to how good of a man he was. He was someone if you meet him you would never forget. It was a honor to serve with him and a pleasure to call him my friend. He was and still is a true hero. 

Rest and Peace brother and you live in our hearts friend.

SPC Wideman</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I could not have made a better website to represent my close friend Mikey O. I served with Mike in Korea and in Iraq. Me and Mike were in the same squad over here in Baghdad and were close friends. Mike was the guy who you would never forget. Every morning before mission he always had a smile on his face and would come and join me and SPC John Peck and eat breakfeast before mission. It has truly been a heavy loss for all of us and we think of him everyday. It has never been the same here without him. </p>
<p>To his family he always spoke of all of you with the utmost affection and love. Thank you for him he was truly something special to us and our hearts go out to you.</p>
<p>For anyone who reads this who never had the honor to meet Mike just know he gave all and never gave up. No words of mine could ever give him justice to how good of a man he was. He was someone if you meet him you would never forget. It was a honor to serve with him and a pleasure to call him my friend. He was and still is a true hero. </p>
<p>Rest and Peace brother and you live in our hearts friend.</p>
<p>SPC Wideman</p>
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		<title>By: Cynthia Marsh</title>
		<link>http://www.michaeloremus.org/about-michael/share-your-memories-of-michael/#comment-5</link>
		<author>Cynthia Marsh</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 18:25:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I am one of the parents of a student at Highland Village Nursery School.  For the Memorial Day Parade in Highland this year, we are dedicating our Nursery School float in your memory.  The kids will be wearing red t-shirts that say: "When I grow up I want to be a hero."  They also have the link to this website on them.  On the back of the kids t-shirts it says OREMUS and the #5.  We hope that you would be proud and we know that you will be watching us!

Thank You,

Highland Village Nursery School
            Class of 2007</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am one of the parents of a student at Highland Village Nursery School.  For the Memorial Day Parade in Highland this year, we are dedicating our Nursery School float in your memory.  The kids will be wearing red t-shirts that say: &#8220;When I grow up I want to be a hero.&#8221;  They also have the link to this website on them.  On the back of the kids t-shirts it says OREMUS and the #5.  We hope that you would be proud and we know that you will be watching us!</p>
<p>Thank You,</p>
<p>Highland Village Nursery School<br />
            Class of 2007</p>
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		<title>By: SPC Peace</title>
		<link>http://www.michaeloremus.org/about-michael/share-your-memories-of-michael/#comment-6</link>
		<author>SPC Peace</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2007 16:11:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I've kind of been pretending like the day never really happened.  Been avoiding having to deal with it until the deployment is over.  I was scheduled for leave the day after.  I woke up the next morning jumped on a plane and tried for the longest to pretend it never happened.  With today being memorial day and all I felt compelled to do something to honor him.  Wasn't really sure what I could do with the limited resources we have here so I came to the website for answers.  As you can see the "share your memories of michael" link stuck out.  When you walking thinking that something this tragic could never happen to you, holding onto every word, and every action of someone comes last on the to do list.  One memory always plays out the most.  It's usually during those early morning wake ups while loading up y truck for mission....

The day Michael passed he had the Lt replacing his team leader.  Normally the soldiers go in and get breakfast while the team leaders stay out and watch the trucks.  I'm not sure if he forgot to get the Lt a hot plate, or if he thought his gunner had grabbed it or what.  All I know is that everyone had came back out of the chow hall with no food for the LT.  Of course Michael had to go back in and get it.  I knew he was pissed although he never showed it.  Few minutes later he comes out smiling. Hands the LT his hotplate and walks over to my truck.  By the time he reached me his smirk had turned into hysterical laughter.  He could barely stand up straight cause he was laughing so hard.  I remember looking at him like he was crazy, called him a weirdo, and continued to eat my food.  About 10secs later the LT screams... "AHHHH biscuits and gravy!!!  I hate biscuits and gravy"  By this time Michael is in tears beginning to blow snot bubbles from laughing so hard.  Everyone knows the LT hates biscuits and gravy.  My guess is Michael knew too.  Maybe he was just laughing at a joke he heard the day before.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve kind of been pretending like the day never really happened.  Been avoiding having to deal with it until the deployment is over.  I was scheduled for leave the day after.  I woke up the next morning jumped on a plane and tried for the longest to pretend it never happened.  With today being memorial day and all I felt compelled to do something to honor him.  Wasn&#8217;t really sure what I could do with the limited resources we have here so I came to the website for answers.  As you can see the &#8220;share your memories of michael&#8221; link stuck out.  When you walking thinking that something this tragic could never happen to you, holding onto every word, and every action of someone comes last on the to do list.  One memory always plays out the most.  It&#8217;s usually during those early morning wake ups while loading up y truck for mission&#8230;.</p>
<p>The day Michael passed he had the Lt replacing his team leader.  Normally the soldiers go in and get breakfast while the team leaders stay out and watch the trucks.  I&#8217;m not sure if he forgot to get the Lt a hot plate, or if he thought his gunner had grabbed it or what.  All I know is that everyone had came back out of the chow hall with no food for the LT.  Of course Michael had to go back in and get it.  I knew he was pissed although he never showed it.  Few minutes later he comes out smiling. Hands the LT his hotplate and walks over to my truck.  By the time he reached me his smirk had turned into hysterical laughter.  He could barely stand up straight cause he was laughing so hard.  I remember looking at him like he was crazy, called him a weirdo, and continued to eat my food.  About 10secs later the LT screams&#8230; &#8220;AHHHH biscuits and gravy!!!  I hate biscuits and gravy&#8221;  By this time Michael is in tears beginning to blow snot bubbles from laughing so hard.  Everyone knows the LT hates biscuits and gravy.  My guess is Michael knew too.  Maybe he was just laughing at a joke he heard the day before.</p>
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		<title>By: Micki Munson</title>
		<link>http://www.michaeloremus.org/about-michael/share-your-memories-of-michael/#comment-7</link>
		<author>Micki Munson</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 11:02:17 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I did not know Michael personally.  My children go to Highland Village Nursery School where Michael was an alumni.  This weekend we participated on the float in honor of Michael and it was a really beautiful experience for my children and myself.  What a wonderful man Michael was and my families thoughts and prayers have been with his family this weekend.  God Bless you!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I did not know Michael personally.  My children go to Highland Village Nursery School where Michael was an alumni.  This weekend we participated on the float in honor of Michael and it was a really beautiful experience for my children and myself.  What a wonderful man Michael was and my families thoughts and prayers have been with his family this weekend.  God Bless you!</p>
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		<title>By: michael kiser</title>
		<link>http://www.michaeloremus.org/about-michael/share-your-memories-of-michael/#comment-14</link>
		<author>michael kiser</author>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 01:15:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I met Mikey in reception, just prior to shipping out to basic training. I liked him instantly. He was respectful, funny, motivated and determined. I enjoyed every day I trained with him. I was honored everyday that I had the priviledge of knowing him. It seemed that when anyone in the platoon had a personal or duty related problem, he was there. Even if he was not able to help, he at the very least would give his ear and an offer to help in anyway humanly possible. Anyone who was with him will always remember him as " Tyrone Biggens ". He was, is a brother and not a day goes by that i dont think about him. I will miss him and he will find himself in my daily prayers. He was a soldier, a leader, and a warrrior.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I met Mikey in reception, just prior to shipping out to basic training. I liked him instantly. He was respectful, funny, motivated and determined. I enjoyed every day I trained with him. I was honored everyday that I had the priviledge of knowing him. It seemed that when anyone in the platoon had a personal or duty related problem, he was there. Even if he was not able to help, he at the very least would give his ear and an offer to help in anyway humanly possible. Anyone who was with him will always remember him as &#8221; Tyrone Biggens &#8220;. He was, is a brother and not a day goes by that i dont think about him. I will miss him and he will find himself in my daily prayers. He was a soldier, a leader, and a warrrior.</p>
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		<title>By: SFC (DS) Bryan Williams</title>
		<link>http://www.michaeloremus.org/about-michael/share-your-memories-of-michael/#comment-36</link>
		<author>SFC (DS) Bryan Williams</author>
		<pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 17:10:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I was CPL Oremus' (aka Mikey; Tyrone Biggens)  Drill Sergeant In Bravo Company, 795th MP Co, Ft.Leonard Wood, MO.  (Hell Hounds)  As the Drill Sergeant, I had the responsibility to train young soldiers into warrior police and prepare them for life inside our Army.  In our current nations state, I was also responsible for preparing them to go to war.  During my two years as a Drill Sergeant, I must have trained close t0 1,000 soldiers in Bravo company with about 300 of those being in my platoon.  

PVT Mike Oremus was one of the first soldiers that I trained.  He was in my first cycle, and he was one of those characters that you just never forget.  It wasn't far into training that I had him pegged as "the class clown".  He became famous for his antics, like his Tyrone Biggens impersonations.

PVT Oremus was also a sharp soldier, he was quick to volunteer when something needed done and quicker to help out one of his buddies when they needed it.  Most of the time, the soldiers didn't realize that I was paying attention, because as a Drill Sergeant you must create a certain facade; but I was always watching.

I have the utmost respect for Mike and every other soldier that I trained, because every one of them chose to enlist in the Army in a time when our Nation was at war.  Each one of them answered a call that only about one percent of our nations population chooses to answer.  I tried to train them as if I were training my own children, and give them the tools that they would need to be successful.

I would like to thank Mikes loved one for allowing him to serve his country.  It is always so bitter sweet when serving is met with death though.  It was an honor to have known and trained him.  He will remain a soldier forever in my thoughts.

Drill Sergeant Bryan Williams. (Hell Hounds)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was CPL Oremus&#8217; (aka Mikey; Tyrone Biggens)  Drill Sergeant In Bravo Company, 795th MP Co, Ft.Leonard Wood, MO.  (Hell Hounds)  As the Drill Sergeant, I had the responsibility to train young soldiers into warrior police and prepare them for life inside our Army.  In our current nations state, I was also responsible for preparing them to go to war.  During my two years as a Drill Sergeant, I must have trained close t0 1,000 soldiers in Bravo company with about 300 of those being in my platoon.  </p>
<p>PVT Mike Oremus was one of the first soldiers that I trained.  He was in my first cycle, and he was one of those characters that you just never forget.  It wasn&#8217;t far into training that I had him pegged as &#8220;the class clown&#8221;.  He became famous for his antics, like his Tyrone Biggens impersonations.</p>
<p>PVT Oremus was also a sharp soldier, he was quick to volunteer when something needed done and quicker to help out one of his buddies when they needed it.  Most of the time, the soldiers didn&#8217;t realize that I was paying attention, because as a Drill Sergeant you must create a certain facade; but I was always watching.</p>
<p>I have the utmost respect for Mike and every other soldier that I trained, because every one of them chose to enlist in the Army in a time when our Nation was at war.  Each one of them answered a call that only about one percent of our nations population chooses to answer.  I tried to train them as if I were training my own children, and give them the tools that they would need to be successful.</p>
<p>I would like to thank Mikes loved one for allowing him to serve his country.  It is always so bitter sweet when serving is met with death though.  It was an honor to have known and trained him.  He will remain a soldier forever in my thoughts.</p>
<p>Drill Sergeant Bryan Williams. (Hell Hounds)</p>
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