Celebrating the life of Michael Moffatt
Michael passed away Thursday, July 18 of natural causes with his beloved wife, Laurel, close by.
Though unrelated, he suffered courageously with Diabetes for several years but always had a smile when meeting a friend, fellow employee or stranger. He was a lifelong Vermonter and appreciated the unique beauty of his home state. He valued education and after having graduated from Champlain College with honors, he began a career with the Town of Colchester Finance Department which spanned 33 years, where he most recently served as Finance Officer.
But there are more important things in a life cut far too short: all the things he loved tear at our hearts because he is no longer here on earth to enjoy them. First and foremost, his wife, calm and steady throughout and an undeniable influence on the simplicity he relished.
His dogs (labs of course) were always at his side. He loved the outdoors, cooking, a good book, photography, the Maine coast, his gardens and in particular, fishing. He was a catch and release guy but it must be admitted (as will amply be attested to by his father, Bert, and brother, Mark) the fish who were grateful to be set back in the waters of the lake or river got bigger and bigger every year thereafter. And amazingly, Mike, who was an amateur photographer, never had a camera with him at the time.
He had a love of airplanes and for a number of years lived across the street from the Burlington International Airport. Many hours were spent with his son, Lucas, in the airport's Observation Tower watching the planes take off and land. They spent summer nights listening to Yankees games on the radio or TV and he was a devoted Yankees fan to the end.
In recent years, he found much enjoyment in hanging around on the weekends with his "old time buddies"… either at the farms, homes or local pub in Grand Isle and in South Hero where he and Laurel have lived for 13 years. When you are one of the accepted Islanders (he was) you are in a unique and exclusive club few understand but many respect. The friendships he forged throughout his lifetime stood the test of time. Richie, Johnny, Gerry, Tom, to mention a few.
What is left in the hearts who loved him? Just this: we wished we had loved him more.
He will be remembered by his wife Laurel, his son Lucas and partner Becca and their children, his loving mother Joyce Wilcox, his father Bert and wife Sharon, his brother Mark and companion Joan, his sister Shannon and husband Sean and their children, Laurel's daughters: Anna and husband Tom and their children, Karleigh and husband Tom and their children, and Jocelind and husband Andrew and their children. He was predeceased by his step-father, Robert Wilcox.
Laurel: On our last night together Mike was feeling a little better and we sat out on the back deck, where a lovely breeze, so typical of the islands, was blowing through. He turned to me and exclaimed "What a perfect night! You couldn't ask for a more beautiful night!" And I couldn't.
When we were married, we ended our vows with these words "When I take your hand in mine, there is peace in my world."
Peace be with you, Mike, your heart was golden.
There will be no visiting hours and services will be private at Mike's request.
If you would like to honor his memory, a donation to any animal organization would be his wishes.
To send flowers to Michael's family, please visit our floral section.