Michael “Mike” Owen Mercer

Born on July 25, 1949 in Newark, Ohio
Departed on August 15, 2021 in Palm Bay, Florida

Michael “Mike” Owen Mercer, 72, of Palm Bay, Florida passed on August 15, 2021. He was born July 25, 1949 in Newark, Ohio to Richard Ross and Verda Jane Selby Mercer.
His family includes his wife of 52 years Charlotte Mercer, sons Stephen M. (Rebecca) Mercer and Bryan K. (Victoria) Mercer; sisters Myrna Bailey, Priscilla Price and Julia McCullough; grandchildren Maddison, Dalton, and Desiree.

He was preceded in death by his father Richard Ross Mercer and his parents Donald Gene & Verda Jane Worthington and his brother John Mercer.

Serving 20 years in the United States Army, family, service and country were what he prided himself on. He served with honor and distinction and was a member of the 2nd Armored Division (Hell on Wheels).

Mike enjoyed hunting, fishing, and traumatizing his children with practical jokes. He liked to ride his motorcycle; his most memorable trip was 10,000 miles across the country with his wife Charlotte. He enjoyed riding with the Gold Wing Road Riders Association.

After retirement from the U.S. Army, he continued his career as an auto mechanic until his retirement in 2011 where he could be found each day at C-54 in the stick marsh drowning worms. If asked about his proudest achievement, he would say it was his family. Mike enjoyed supporting his grandchildren through all of the clubs and activities in their schooling and lives.

A celebration of Mike’s life will be at 2:00 pm on Saturday, September 25, 2021 at Brownlie Maxwell Funeral Home, 1010 E. Palmetto Avenue, Melbourne, Florida 32901. The United States Army will provide his honors.

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Joey & Trisha Borders from Elizabethtown
August 19, 2021
I've thought a lot in the last few days about all the times I spent over at the house in Colesburg, always doing something with your family. Just about all those memories were of things we were doing outside. Great times! I'll always cherish those memories, the times we were all shooting black powder rifles, handguns, shotguns or whatever ordinance we got our hands on. We always felt safe and secure when he was around, because nobody messed around on his place. Or the times riding around in the Mud Puppy, or better yet the Colesburg car wash. 🙂 (those in the know, know what I mean). Great second-dad to me. -jb
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