Michael Eric Alfred Avery

Michael Eric Alfred Avery, 75, peacefully passed away surrounded by his family on April 30, 2026.

Born on January 27, 1951, in Andover, Hampshire, England, Michael remained proudly and unmistakably British throughout his life, even after making America his home. He never fully gave up his homeland and quite possibly never forgave us for driving on the wrong side of the road.

Michael proudly served as the Chief Financial Officer of the Dolet Hills Mining Venture, where he was known for his sharp financial mind, steady leadership, and ability to keep things in order. Despite his clearly white-collar role, he loved to refer to himself as a “coal miner.”

He is survived by his beloved wife, Marion Avery; his sons, James (fiancée Angi Gullard) and Paul (wife Frances); his sister, Carol; his niece and nephew, Christina and Owen; and his treasured grandchildren, Lemak, Rome, and Diana to whom he was proudly known as “Pops,” a title he lived up to fully, creating memories his grandchildren will carry with them for a lifetime.

Michael was an avid golfer, a formidable dart player, and a passionate world traveler. He lived life with enthusiasm, curiosity, and just the right amount of mischief. His love for life was only surpassed by his devotion to his wife, Marion, though she may argue his occasional cigar tested that devotion from time to time.

He exuded wit and charm, a quintessential British gentleman, always ensuring that no lady opened a door or pulled out her own chair in his presence. Michael had a gift for holding court. Whether in an English pub, a fine restaurant, or at Connie’s Hide-A-Way, conversations with him always left you entertained, slightly perplexed, and better off for it. He was a lover of animals, a regular at the theater, and a firm believer in enjoying a good whiskey, beer, or wine, sometimes all in the same evening.

Michael didn't do things halfway. He did it all and then some. Taking full advantage of his authoritative British accent he wove fiction into fact so seamlessly that it made you question your own knowledge on the subject. Why tell the truth? Why not something more interesting?

He will be deeply missed by all who knew and loved him. His family and friends take comfort in knowing that he’s already found a proper pint, a good story, and an audience willing to listen. They look forward to joining him again one day for another round, a knowing wink, and sly smile.