Birth date: Jan 14, 1958 Death date: Dec 17, 2025
Michael Allen Boyer, 67, of Tallahassee, passed away Wednesday, December 17th, 2025. He is survived by his wife of 39 years, Lynn Boyer. Michael had lived in Tallahassee since 1998 and was a cabinet maker. Other survivors includ Read Obituary
To the family of Michael Boyer condolences. Although I haven’t seen Michael in decades, from age 11 to 16 no one on the planet knew him better than me. 7 days a week either I was sleeping over at his house or he at mine. We did so much crazy stuff. We sneaked into the drive-in movie together to see our first R rated movie (Bonnie and Clyde). We also sneaked in to see Easy Rider when it came out in 1969. It made a huge impression and right then Mike decided to someday buy a motorcycle. Also, we sewed American flags on our old army coats (like Fonda in the film) and wore aviator sunglasses thinking we were real rebels until some old lady at the dime store grabbed us and gave us a great big hug and even kissed us for being so patriotic. We built models together and entered them in the county fair. We sold poppies on Veterans Day for a few extra bucks. Mike got us a job digging worms for ½ penny a worm down at the river bottom for a bait shop. It was horrible work and we quit not long after. Also some toothless adult lady kept stealing our worms when we went for water. We were illegally strip searched at Wal-Mart by some rent-a-cop (we hadn't stolen anything I think he just thought we looked like thieves) and got run out of the Ben Franklin dime store for loitering and suspicion of shoplifting. We spent lots of time listening to Cheech and Chong records at his house. I was at his house when he got his 6-foot-tall Frankenstein monster in the mail that he ordered out of the back of a comic book. He was so excited -- we thought it would be like a solid statue but it turned out to only be a cheap poster – of course it only cost a dollar so I don't know why we had such high hopes. I was at his house when he heard that the Beatles said they were greater that Jesus. He got super mad at them. We waited for months until the model "Rommel's Rod" came out and we bought one on the same day. He talked me into buying my first album and I didn’t like it so he bought it off me. He talked me into rolling under moving trains that came through Eldon so we didn’t have to wait. The train went slow because it was the end of the line but it was still moving and what we did was super dangerous – of course that didn't stop us and we did it many times. We went to our first party together in 8th grade and played spin the bottle with some girls. We lip-synced and acted out the song Guitarzan by Ray Stephens at a talent show – Mike was the monkey and I was Jane (Roger Tompkins was Tarzan). Michael was very smart I’d almost say genius level but he was always coming up with crazy stuff for us to do. We decided it would be funny to throw rocks and dirt and beer can tabs into the front seat of cars with their windows open parked by the Fair (after of course we got kicked out for rowdiness on a ride). It went fine until some 20-year-old dude was laying down making out with a girl (which of course we didn’t see) and we had to run for it as he was chasing us. Mike was taller than me and got clotheslined which left a slight scar on his neck – but the guy never caught us. Then there was the time we got stranded at the Tuscumbia Picnic and missed our ride home. It was 1 am and we had no ride for the 15 miles back to Eldon. This was a dinky little rural town with no phone booths so we had to go to one the roughest red neck bars in Miller County (Big Mammas) to make a call. Well, Michael had grown his hair long by this time which was not the norm yet and the drunken rednecks REALLY messed with him and even pulled his hair -- to make matters worse nobody was home when we called. So, we hitchhiked and finally got picked up by a car full of falling down drunks from two of the roughest most notorious families in Miller County. The car was so full, we had to sit on the bottom while people sat on our laps. I had some very large drunk chick sitting on my lap and Mike had her dirty and very drunk boyfriend (pretty sure her cousin) on his. We were wedged in like sardines and the whole way the couple was making out and drooling on us -- that was a long 15 mile ride. I sold him his first car. We got initiated as Freshmen at the fair -- they grabbed us, made us ride on the back of a convertible (sitting up like you see in parades except we were going real fast) at midnight and had us go under water at the rock hole -- a creek notorious for leeches. Then they tried to urinate on us when we came up for air but we outsmarted them and went a bit farther down the creek. I hadn’t seen him for a while after high school and so when I got out of the Marines, I ran into him at the store and we decided to go to some bonfire party out in the country but we never made it – we rolled his car a couple of times after hitting a tree. (see the photo) He will be missed.
Too many to count !! He was my best friend for 20+ years!! Sad to hear of his passing, but happy he’s not in pain anymore. Ride on brother!!
