Michael Adams
October 20, 1952 - February 11, 2020
Dear Friends,
Michael Adams, a beloved member of the Fellowship of Friends, completed his task , after a short illness on Tuesday afternoon, February 11, 2020. Michael turned sixty-seven last October 20th.
Michael joined the Fellowship in Munich, Germany on June 2, 1979; living there until he moved to Apollo in the Fall of 1986. Michael consistently served the School in his own quiet manner.
On behalf of all who knew you, we thank thee.
In loving presence,
The Elysian Society
Funeral Service Text: Michael Adams 2020-02
Dear Michael,
you have reached your destination. Until our time comes, we will miss your loving smile, the uplifting conversations, your wonderful Being. We do not know how deeply we love our friends until they are gone. .
I lived in the teaching house in Germany for several years and Michael was a very good friend of mine. I enjoyed our talks, often late at night. We understood each other deaply. I appreciated this a lot. We kept contact all the time for nearly 30 years (loose contact after I left the FoF) and I am very sorry to hear that he died. Michael was always positve no matter what happened. No words were necessary – he helped doing a lot of work in the teaching house. Always working behind the scenes and lending a helping hand freely. THANKS A LOT. Good bye my dear friend !!! I will miss you.
During the time we lived in the teaching house at Bad Salzhausen near Frankfurt in Germany, Michael and I were working in the kitchen after a dinner at the teaching house. “Near” meant more than an hour’s commute by train to the little health-resort, Bad Salzhausen.
On this evening, Hanns Heick washed pots and dishes after, as usual, planning and cooking the meal for the group — he worked very hard. Michael and I were helping in the kitchen too, when a call came to the house from two visitors who had just arrived at the Frankfurt train station and wanted to know if someone could give them a ride to the teaching house. Hanns turned from the big sink where he was working and shocked me by tossing his car keys to me, saying, “You go and get them OK?” (I had a German driver’s license.)
I never drove his big expensive Mercedes before and I had never driven into Frankfurt downtown to the train station. Michael Adams stood by me watching and said, “I’ll go with you.”
We set out in Hanns’s beautiful car — clearly, I was pretty nervous about this drive. It was late at night, and the drive into Frankfurt, though traffic was reduced, was pretty hair-raising. At least one time, I ran a red light, by accident. Michael Adams knew the city and helped me find the train station, and figure out where I could stop the car safely. We all managed, visitors included, to get back safely to Bad Salzhausen.
Recently, in the last year visiting Apollo, I stood with Michael near the mezzanine and asked him, “Do you remember that drive in Frankfurt?” He replied to me, “It was unforgettable.”
I met Michael firstly at the kitchen, either when I was working at the kitchen or serving, and we exchaged smiles. I will not forget his timid smile and the friendship he offered me those years. He was among our friends, that I did not expect to leave for Paradise so early. Happy Paradise dear Michael!
Thank you for your sweet smiles with presence.
I often met Michael on break from the dishwashing octave in the Apollo D’Oro cafe. He always had a pleasant word to say. And his smile was never far away. One of the quiet servants of our school, a very positive spirit who seemed to have passed through much suffering. I always enjoyed sitting together for a few moments in our little oasis of time.
Dear Michael, in the photo there is an Angel behind you. Thank you for your Presence…