When your friends get together to play good music in your honor when
you're in trouble or have crossed over...that's a sign of a successful
life well-lived.
Thanks for a moving post, Mr. Norman

Roger W. Norman wrote:

I just was notified that Mike Smith, a drummer of some renown here in the
DC area, passed away on January 2 and I just thought I'd like to let you get
to know him a little. He was an extraordinary drummer with an underscoring
ability that allowed the music to flow yet gave powerful puncuation to the
overall sound. Capable of playing all genres of music he developed his
subtle method to sneak into the music without being overbearing.

Mike lived 3 blocks away from me, and we just had a tribute to him two
nights ago, hoping to wayleigh some of his medical expenses, and although I
didn't expect to see Mike there, I had no knowledge that he had passed away
two days before. At the end of the night, after a number of great players
giving their best, I can only say, I hope that Mike was looking down and saw
what was taking place at Blues Alley, because it was his friends hoping the
best for him and offering up their hard earned money to help him in his time
of trouble.

Mike, I'll miss you. And every day when I walk past your house, I'll
remember you laughing that I'm walking for my health and youthful figure.
I'll also remember that I have you on tape helping my wife with her desire
to become a jazz singer.

Yes, I'll miss Mike Smith, but I'll be comforted in the fact that I have his
playing recorded in about 30 concerts and his subtle humor in my heart. One
would have to dig to get Mike's humor, but it always seemed transparent to
me.

Sometimes the simplest method of approaching life is the best. Mike spoke
volumes whilst saying virtually nothing at all.

Peace be with you Mike.