Every week since 1991, Jones has stopped by Mike’s house to share his deepest, and not so deepest, thoughts. What would be on Jones’s mind as he ambled down the Noonan’s driveway was anyone’s guess. Could it be a book he was reading, could it be something about sports, or even religion? Could it something that happened to him at lunch. “What makes a man like him tick”, Mike would often wonder… “what a makes a man like him at all” he found himself wondering even more.<br />
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Mike and Jones met while attending the, then, all-boys Catholic high school, Marist, on the southwest side of Chicago in 1988. They even roomed together for one solitary year at Marquette University in Milwaukee until Mike fled south to join his future wife at Illinois State University. Without Mike for the first time in five years, Jones stood strong and stuck it out in “the good land” graduating from the “Harvard of the Midwest” in 1996. In the years that followed, Jones found it in him to forgive Mike for t