I'm so sorry for your loss.  Mickey was my son Jason's friend all through high school, he was such a fun person to be around and always a good soul and friend.  I'll keep you all in my thoughts and prayers.

I can only imagine the magnitude of the Heavenly jam sessions taking place. Let the music flow as only you can, "Music Man", as we do our best to prepare to reunite one day. And then it can be said, Death is swallowed up in victory". 1 Corinthians 15:54
Much Love.

It really was a magical childhood Mickey because we were never alone, never bored enough to be sad or worried. Fear did not exist in our world, only adventure. Dawn until dusk, or until your mom called you in. We didn’t ever want to sleep or eat because it cut into play time.

Oh the ducks…. It took some heavy brain storming to name them all.


Mickey holding my Dog Mercedes.  This pic was probably the year before you started school. I remember you starting school because I hated it. You were a year older and I didn’t know what I was going to do with myself while you were gone. I think I waited by my window like a puppy, just staring up the street waiting for my buddy to come home. I was excited to hear all about it but I knew you would make friends easily (of course you did, no one was more likable, more friendly, or had such an inviting smile, you NEVER new a stranger) 
I knew from that point on I would have to share you.

We played ALL the sports together. We each had our favorites, but we played them. I preferred softball but I’m pretty sure we played basketball the most. I can’t even begin to speculate how many hours of horse we played at your hoop in the alley behind your house. Man I hated losing, but in basketball, I always did.

From snowboarding to ice skating, you were just so good at everything (and always looked COOL doing it)

Countless hikes in the park and my mom always chasing us around for photos. You always smiled and let her do it, while I ran away and made silly faces at her.

Easter egg hunting in our forever stomping grounds. We always teamed up and shared our winnings. More than my neighbor, more than my friend, always my brother. We made a blood pact to always be neighbors. We were going to build gigantic mansions on each of our family’s properties. You were going to marry Cindy Crawford and I was going to marry John Wayne, and our kids were going to grow up like siblings like we did. You wanted to be a musician and a stuntman (Evil Knievel was your hero), I was going to be a heart surgeon or a mercenary.

Mickey you never didn’t make me laugh and smile. We were definitely each other’s biggest fan.  When we played which was EVERYDAY, you made me feel like I could do anything. World’s best hypeman. I can still hear you saying, during one of our famous neighborhood arm wrestling battles (using your hand as a megaphone) “annnnd now Crystal the Pistol Davis weighing in at *****, the nummmmber 1 contender hailing from “Blood Alley” is here to shut down ****. 
As embarrassing as it is to admit I still hear this in my head right before I compete in anything.

From ages 3 to 15 we never missed each other’s Birthdays. It was like having 2 birthdays a year because we knew what ever the other one got, it was going to be played with by both of us equally. Except when I got “stupid” Barbies, because neither of us wanted those! They did come in handy for when we built catapults.

Please accept our condolences.  Mickey took the time with my niece, Cait,  to play guitar with her when she was just learning.  Through him, she has met the most amazing , loving people that are now her Nashville family.  Thank you Mickey.

~Aunt Jan

Mickey was a very caring man...im blessed to have worked with him for the last 15 years...we had alot of laughs...made fun of things and did lots of good things IN SAFETY/ERT CLASSES...he had to carry my butt up 2 flights of stairs in a chair lift for ERT training...im short but Im not light lol...love ya dude...KEEP PLAYIN THAT MUSIC IN HEAVEN FOR ALL THAT KNEW YA AND THOSE WHO ARE LUCKY TO MEET YA!!!!

Our hearts break for you ,  we love u very much , and we know you are surrounded by many others who love you to , Mickey was a wonderful person and will be remembered by many who knew him , his love for you Melissa, and his amazing musical talents . Love you always Aunt Annette and Uncle John

So sorry for your loss.

Mickey and I went to school together after high school we both started working at Cummins. We spent many years working around each other. Although we have not spoken in a few years I always considered him a friend. 

As I was about to clock out at work yesterday, I took a moment to reflect on are friendship through the years. I thought to myself Mickey you do not have to clock out anymore brother. Rest in peace my friend.

I started hanging around the music family not so long ago.  I never had the opportunity to play with him but we still laughed and had a blast when I was around him.   He asked one night, if I was there to perform, I said no,” I’m here for the good time” I wiil never forget what he said.  He said,” that’s everywhere I go, I bring the good time with me wherever I go” 😂😂 love ya brother keep it in tune for when all get together again!✌️

I remember so many nights like this, eating, drinking, playing cards and singing our hearts out as you played guitar. 

Mickey played Bob Dylan's The Wedding Song as I walked down the aisle. Thank you for being a part of our family for so long. We'll always consider you our brother, uncle to our children and our friend. We're really going to miss you. 

OBITUARIO

Mickey Joe Harden

4 abril, 1977 – 12 enero, 2023

Bond-Mitchell Funeral Home

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