Birth date: Apr 29, 1939 Death date: Jun 16, 2024
Mike Engleman rocketed off this earth Sunday evening after a brief battle with a heart condition and rapid kidney failure. He refused to die in front of his kids, so he slipped over to the Pearly Gates 28 minutes after visiting ho Read Obituary
Mike and I worked on financial reporting projects for 20 + years. Sometimes heated, often, honest and open.
He will be missed.
Such a perfectly written tribute to the writer that you all called dad! I am sorry for the loss of that great man in your life. The picture you chose for this captures his essence and should be a reminder of how we should all live each moment with joy and wonder.
What a beautifully written obituary- describes Mr. Engleman perfectly! He was like a 2nd Dad to me growing up. I spent a lot of time at the house with Lil' Amy being my best buddy. Didn't matter if I was down or what I was feeling, he could ALWAYS make me laugh - still does! To the whole Engleman family, sending hugs and prayers for you in this difficult time. Much love, Rheamy Williams Higgins
Mike and I were both Bobcats. My father managed the J.C Penney store and thus was one of the bigger advertisers in the Edinburg paper as Mike was growing up (if growing up is an accurate term for Mike). We were often in the Engleman home and they in ours in the late 40's and well into the 50's. If you were ever told the story of "that crazy Don Freel who pushed me off the running board of his '33 Plymouth, and broke my wrist" -- I was the guilty party. It was not until a few years ago that he confessed to being about half in love with my first wife when we were in high school. I am a few years older than Mike, and had this as the edge get to be her husband. We both lost her when she passed away at 26. I had the pleasure of enjoying Mike's 'online' book about the two adventurers from the Valley and their experiences in and around the Valley and up the Gulf coast a hundred or so years ago. For the past half a decade or so, we would visit by phone every several months. After getting away from the Valley we both hit it lucky with wives far above what we deserved -- we would offer each other advice on how to handle the grief of having and then losing someone so wonderful. I tried to convince him that he needed to make a trip to Springdale and take the circuitous route through Hope, AR to get there. I am now truly sorry I did not try harder. Each day will be a little sadder without the expectation that we will visit again.
