Birth date: Jun 23, 1995 Death date: Nov 12, 2020
Michael J. Quimby, age 25, died suddenly at home on November 12, 2020. Michael was born in Boston, MA and raised in Methuen, MA. Michael’s bright blue eyes and infectious laugh brought joy to family and friends. He was a competiti Read Obituary
Rest Easy Michael
Memories....there are too many, each though, had to do with his infectious laugh. Whether it was video games, gambling in the basement, walking to Royal House, playing mini hockey, if he started laughing, he would never stop. I guess one of the funniest was after he pounded like 20 nuggets, a large fry, and two cheeseburgers from McDonalds and someone said something to the affect of how fast he ate everything, and he just laughed so hard he threw up everything he just ate...everywhere.
Mike will be missed by everyone who knew him and definitely by anyone who ever heard him laugh, and never stop!! All love...
There are no words to be said that will make this hurt less. I am just so very sorry. I know for sure that Michael knew how much you all loved him. The memories of our kids growing up on Pheasant Hill Lane were the best and Michael was so much a part of that. He will always be remembered and loved.
Me and mike had a lot of amazing times in the past he was the first love of my life we dated for a little over a year and I can still rember the amazing times fishing with him and his dad - rachel sky formally (richard wagner )
I would also very much like to attend the funeral if someone could provide me with how that's going to work during covid
My favorite memory with Michael was out endless walks and everyday adventures. I miss you so so much.💔😭
Michael was such a kind and compassionate person. There are so many great memories of him, but I’d say going on our beach trips was the best! He will be forever missed!
My favorite memories of Michael was making and eating corn muffins, between our homes, on the grass, at 7 in the morning on Saturdays in the summer. After the corn muffins, we'd wander over to the raspberry bushes and eat all the ripe ones. He was always willing to play in the grass, most of the time without shoes. I also vividly remember him being the first one to teach me how to fish, and he would always put the worm on the hook for me. The love and protection you showed for your family (and friends) was fierce. We will miss you forever bud. Love you <3
