His was a story about a man, a motorcycle, a dog, and a kingdom created from old tires, refrigerators, rusty scrap metal and love. As a father, he taught his two children (three if you count the dog) to see the beauty in all things. With his bare hands he built a house for his family, brought cars back from the dead and cooked one heck of a flying saucer sandwich.
As a friend he would give you the shirt off his back, had he been wearing one. Whether waterskiing or fishing at the lake, hunting to put food on the table, or chopping down trees to feed the furnace in the winter, Mike was a true outdoorsman…with his dog by his side wherever he went.
Above all Mike loved riding his Harley with his wife’s arms around his waist, the wind in his hair and sunglasses on…adventure awaited around every corner.
Ross DesBrisay Margeson, formerly of Ann Arbor, a Chelsea resident of 10 years passed away at age 100 on August 11, 2025, after a 4 year battle with old age. He said that growing old didn’t “get difficult until 96.” He lived a long, full life and died peacefully with family around him.
Ross was born in Nanaimo, British Columbia, Canada, on January 16, 1925, the son of Marguerite DesBrisay and Paul Eve Margeson. A graduate of John Shaw High School in 1943, he attended the University of B.C. in Vancouver from 1943 until 1945; was a graduate of the University of Michigan Dental School in 1949, and Rackam School of Graduate Studies in 1952. Ross was a member of Xi Psi Phi Dental fraternity and Omicron Kappa Upsilon Honorary Dental Fraternity. At the University Ross met the love of his life, Bette Joyce Lindemann, in Miller’s Ice Cream shop on S. University and they were married on June 17th, 1949, in Benton Harbor, Michigan, at the first Congregational Church.