Michael Fosket

On August 2nd, 2012, our sweet, loving son, Mike, was called by Jesus Christ to find his eternal resting place in heaven. Mike was born on July 23rd, 1988 in Fort Collins, CO to Dawn, Dave and big sister, Diane Fosket. From that first day, we knew he was going to be a special boy with that fiery red hair and infectious smile. His personality would soon start to develop into nothing short of magnetic. He had the ability to make lasting friendships with almost anyone he met and was always willing to drop everything to be with a friend in need due to his loving nature to offer a smile and a laugh, a shoulder to cry on, or a hand up. On several occasions, Mike convinced us to open our house to some of his friends who were struggling and needed a place to stay while they worked through issues at school or at home. He was a very giving person who taught his parents about softening their perspective about life and to be more understanding of others whose circumstances were not as fortunate as our own. Michael also had a special way with animals. In spite a being bitten by a dog at an early age, he was able to overcome his fear of dogs and train our dogs to do the widest variety of parlor tricks in a seemingly effortless manner. It was amazing to see the dog do just what Mike wanted on command and think that it was the dog's idea. This is quite an accomplishment given that two of the dogs were Chesapeake Bay Retrievers who have a reputation for being obstinate. He was a tender person who loved all animals. Mike was home schooled in his early elementary years. He then attended Bauder Elementary, Blevins Junior High, and both Rocky Mountain and Poudre High Schools, graduating in the class of 2006 from Poudre. From a very early age, Michael was a sports fanatic who always had a ball in hand ready to play catch with whoever was ready for a game. He was an avid Broncos, Rockies, Avalanche, and Nuggets fan. He enjoyed playing roller hockey, football and basketball, but was very interested in baseball. He played baseball for many years, from tee ball in kindergarten to rookie league baseball for three years. After that, Mike gravitated towards BMX and street riding, causing much concern to his parents. We reluctantly went along and soon were equally enthralled after meeting so many of his wonderful friends that he met through this sport and seeing the utter joy and enthusiasm on his face and hearing in his voice as he faced the challenges of learning new tricks. There were several pitfalls and hospital visits along the way. Fortunately, these were few and far between. One of the fondest memories we have is of the 31 hour road trip to Orlando to ride in a competition with two other friends. His BMX riding was derailed as the result of an auto accident in which he and a friend were rear ended, causing a severe back injury and chronic pain for the rest of his brief life. As the result of the pain, Mike found the unfortunate world of addiction to prescription pain killers. This caused many dark days for him, his family, and his true friends. His life was consumed by the addiction as we fought to bring him back. In his last month of life, he had hit rock bottom and was on his way back. He returned to God, was reading the bible again and attending church services and Narcotics Anonymous meetings. His face and eyes were clear as he beat the addiction and he had hope and purpose back in his life. This lasted only briefly as he expired before he had a chance to act on those plans for the future and goals of becoming the man he knew he could be and wanted to be. His test on Earth was finished and he successfully passed it before being called home. Michael is survived by his parents, Dawn and Dave, his sister, Diane and niece Danica of Wellington, Grandmother, Joan Ashcraft, Uncle Troy Ashcraft, Aunt Kris Cusick, and cousins Savanah and Ceriece, of Loveland, Uncle Andy Cusick of Washington, and very special friend Sara Herbert of Loveland. He was preceded in death by his Grandfather, Mylan 'Mike' Ashcraft, Grandmother Ada Fosket, Aunt Anita Hurley-Durante, and three special dogs. Michael touched many lives during his short time here on Earth and had friends too numerous to count. He will be sorely missed by all of them. Our lives were enriched by having the pleasure to call you our Son. We will never be the same as nothing will ever fill the massive void left by your departure. Shred in peace, Son. Please go to www.goesfuneralcare.com and click on obituaries to sign the guestbook and express your thoughts and memories of Michael. A facebook group page has also been created for Michael, called “In Loving Memory of Michael ‘Frotch’ Fosket”.

Michael Fosket

July 23, 1988 - August 2, 2012