Michael "Mike" Rice

Mike was a classmate and teammate and friend. He was a good athlete in baseball and basketball and football. I remember as quarterback fe threw me a perfect pass and I dropped it....hit me in the hands! Sorry Mike... may you dwell with God. Enjoy a new life! it

My first memory of Mike was when I was in college working at the Blue Moon. He was wearing a shirt that said, "When I die, bury my old balls next to my old bag (or something like that." I commented on the shirt and Mike laughed his famous laugh. He told me his wife who had just passed bought that for him. Over the years we got to know each other more. I realized what an amazing woman Shar was and I wish I would have met her. Mike had a heart of gold and I am very grateful for knowing him. The world really lost an amazing person. Condolences.

Mike and Shar were Lifesavers for me as I navigated my troubled teens from about 13 years old onward. I practically lived at their house half the time and Shar always took good care of me while Mike tolerated me LOL! He was a good guy that was always generous while also strict when necessary when his stepson Jimmy and I needed discipline which was pretty often LOL! I'll never forget everything they did for me and I'm grateful to have had them in my life! Things would not have been the same for me if not for them. They got me out of a few difficult jams too back in the day! Mike was generous enough to cosign on a loan for me to expand my business when I really needed it back in the 80s. He even had the amazing humility to apologize to me for being strict sometimes when I was a teenager after I'd come to visit him a few years ago! I told him he should have kicked me in the ass a lot harder LOL! I certainly deserved it back then! The bottom line about Mike was that he was rock solid, honest, generous, tolerant and reliable as well as one tough SOB! I knew Mike & Shar since 1972 when I was in the fourth grade. I'll never forget the many times he paid for my dinner when Jimmy and I were hanging out. And him tolerating me sleeping over at his place almost as much as I slept at my own mom's place between 13 and 15 years old. Another thing he always did, was generously make his pool in the backyard available to all the kids in the neighborhood. He loved kids and was always generous and tolerant more than anyone else I've ever known. I know everyone will miss him a lot for all of the many things that made him so special! Leonard Hatter

Extending sympathy to the Rice fanily... 🥀 The Rice family were neighbors across the street in Sextonville Wi--it was mentioned in Mike's obit of him enjoying playing ball-I remember the family always playing ball in their yard.

I was a very good friend of Mike’s brother Dick,I love the Rice family they were wonderful people. a great family