McCabe Funeral Home

We had a great time and lots of laughs at Brett & Cindy's wedding. I'm happy I had the chance to stand up in the wedding with him.

I truly enjoyed Mr.M being the kindergaten teacher for two of my children during his brief stay at Pepper Elementary in Oak Park,Mi. He was definietly loved by not only his students but also the parents. He will be missed.

I had the fortune of meeting Gerad at Michigan State University. He was extraodinarly kind and quick to offer a smile or laugh with friends. His ability to appreciate the moment and love life is a lesson we could all learn from. God bless. - Kevin Stotts

I remember years and years of friendship with Gerad, that stemmed from a joint love: Camp Midicha. Gerad began as a role model to me, and later became a great friend. I last saw Gerad at my 30th birthday party 2 weeks before he died. He was doing as he always was, laughing, having fun, loving life. I miss you so much, Gerad. Erinn Foley

I remember meeting Gerad at a diabetes group. My son was about 10 at the time. Gerad was in the middle of a project having to do with some insulin bottles and colored liquids. He was having us all collect bottles for him. I remember Brandon being very excited about gettting these things together for Gerad. Gerad had such a natural enthusiasm that just bubbled out from him. He even made collecting insulin bottles fun! He was a great inspiration for me as the mother of a diabetic son. I looked to Gerad as a role modle for my son for how to handle himself as more than just a diabetic. Thank you for raising your son to share of himslef so generously.

Gerad Meteyer….. Only one thing comes to mind when I hear that name, best friend. He was more than just a member of the family. He was family. I would spend 4-5 nights a week sitting around with him, whether it be a Tigers game, a Lions game, a Pistons game or a Red Wings game. He really loved his fantasy sports too. We had a close knit family of sports junkies that will miss you every game that comes on. I think the little things like coming over after work at 11pm just to hang out before Jentaee would come home will missed the most. Just to hang out. He was the one friend who I confided in my biggest secrets. He knew everything about me, and I knew everything about him. We would talk almost everyday, and if 2 days went by, it just didn’t feel right. Sundays will never be the same. Showing up late or just in time for kickoff was the norm. He’d come running up asking what he missed. And let’s not forget the chicken legs, a Sunday tradition. Halftime street football. In the evenings, we had the bonfires in the backyard. Just looking up at the sky every night, just to enjoy the beautiful stars, he taught me how to appreciate life. Some crazy and funny memories came from then. And let’s not forget the backpack. It carried his life in there along with a book or two he planned to read to Kaleigh. We had a nickname for his car, the roller-skate, and I know we’ll all miss looking down the street waiting for him to arrive. He touched so many lives, with his love for life and for others, not 1 person with whom he came in contact with him wasn’t instantly a friend. The holidays sure wont be the same. We would always get together after Thanksgiving and celebrate into the wee hours. He left such a lasting impression on the world, that I know as we go through life, we’ll all see a little bit of Gerad in everyone we meet. My kids loved him, my wife looked at him like a brother, and I knew he was my brother. But more than all, he was my best friend. Not as day will go by that he won’t be missed, but he’ll always be with me in my heart. I know you’re up in heaven, hanging out with my dad and Dave and throwing the ball with trek now. I am sure you’ll drop in from now and again. You really were an angel sent from heaven to brighten everyone’s day. I love you G-Rad. Not a day will go by that you won’t be missed. Rest in peace. Your friend, your cousin, your brother, Greg Cieslak

I remember Gerad from college. He lit up a room and had a gentle warmth that drew people, including me. He wrote beautiful poetry, was kind to everyone, and made believe that there were still good people out there. How sad I was to read there is now one less. I know God must have needed him in Heaven.