Michael "Mick" Lynch

I have never know anyone to work harder or care more about his friends, the people he worked with or IMA than Mick. I worked with Mick for 22 years at IMA and he always was so supportive and willing to share his knowledge. I can’t count the times I said “Let’s go ask Mick”. He will be missed.

Dear Frank and John: As you know, Mick and I renewed our friendship almost a year ago when he caught up with me after we lost touch due to moves. Since then we both really looked forward to our calls and texts every couple of weeks as we reminisced about the longstanding friendship between our families. We jogged each other’s memories about the often weekly get-togethers we had with our dear parents and the things we five kids did while they played cards and talked. We shared memories of THS and how we’d see each other in the Halls of Troy or at ball games, always stopping to talk–he a sophomore and me a senior. We compared stories about the hundreds of hours we each spent on Hughes Tennis Courts…Mick remembering fondly how between matches during tournaments, or after practice, he’d come across the street and sit on our porch swing, talking with me, Mom &/or Dad and drinking her crisp iced tea to cool down. We always laughed…and sometimes cried as we talked of how much we miss our folks, and my sis Karen. And now being of a certain age, we both shared and understood what each other was feeling. Mick was always appreciative that he could ask medical questions, knowing I’d be honest, yet gentle in my explanations. I’m thankful to have been able to help him through as much, or as little of the grieving process as he wanted. I look upon each of our conversations as gifts–those which filled in gaps in my child- and young adulthood, as well as those which allowed us to catch up with a special friend. I last saw him in 2002 when I had the honor of being dear Lois’ nurse during one of her last stays in Stormont-Vail Hospital. After that, Mick and I kept in touch every year, exchanging holiday letters and the occasional call. Then after three years of having lost touch we were able to end it on a lovely note…but one which I hoped would be held a while longer. Were I still in Topeka I hope you know I would come to Wichita on Friday; unfortunately, Evergreen (CO) is just far enough away that I can’t make the trip so quickly. But both of you, your families, and of course Mick, his children, grandchildren and friends will be in my thoughts–both this weekend and for years to come. Best wishes and love to all, cga

I’m so sorry to learn of Mick’s passing. I just saw him at Saturday evening mass a couple weeks ago. Although I did know know Mick well, I always enjoyed a friendly hello and chat at St Thomas Aquinas or the YMCA. Mick’s faith and devotion were so strong and such an example to follow. Rest In Peace, good and faithful servant.

To the family of Mickey Lynch , Frank and John and their families. You have our deepest sympathies and condolences. I remember in 1960 shortly after Mary and I were married, the Lynch family came to California . In 1964 we took a trip to Topeka to visit with you all, and were impressed by all you boys, your parents did a great job raising you, they were so proud of you. To Frank and John our deepest sorrows. Our prayers are with you and your families. May Mickey rest in peace. Blessings Love Don and Mary Smith