Michael Clay Huber:  

Born: January 14, 1952, at Camp Lejeune Military Base, North Carolina

Died: November 6, 2025, in Charleston, South Carolina.

  In Michael's closest family he was predeceased by his parents, Melvyn Jay and Helen Talbert Huber, his beloved Aunt Virginia Huber, and his sister-in-law, Joy Huber.  Next of kin are his sister, Victoria Cochran (Steven), brother, David Huber, and Michael's nieces, Diana Aivia (Mickey), Ruth Richert (Simone), Rosemary Trimmer (Troy), and Kirsten Richert, as well as his grandnieces, grandnephews. 

    In addition to his loving family, Michael also had many dear friends he met and treasured throughout his years. Michael embraced life.  No matter what was happening, he was up for it.  He lived mostly in a state of wonder and enthusiasm, a state of passionate equanimity.

  His formal education includes a BA in Theater Arts, Cornell College, with a focus on Shakespeare's comedies, graduate studies in Hotel and Restaurant Management at Cornell University, and Navy Officer Candidate School, Naval Station Newport in Newport, Rhode Island.  Michael served as an active duty Lieutenant in the US Navy.

  It was during his tour of duty, traveling the globe, that he found and fell in love with Charleston, SC.  He often said it was the most beautiful place he had ever seen. On leaving the Navy he pursued a career as a sommelier. He left that career path in September 1989, after Hurricane Hugo rocked Charleston. He pursued carpentry to help rebuild the city he loved. Following that, he worked in the Charleston area restoring antiques until his retirement. He participated in the spiritual well-being of his community as a beloved member of the Unity Church of Charleston.

    In retirement he deeply enjoyed his life-long love of singing and playing guitar, reading a vast array of fiction and non-fiction, appreciation of culinary arts, oenology, botany, mycology, fishing, world travel, and ontological inquiry into the nature of being.

     Michael lived fully pursuing his passions for life. He was a sophisticated connoisseur of many things and a devoted epicurean. He had a deep and abiding appreciation of Irish music, as well as contemporary folk-rock, jazz and all things very hip.

  Michael was truly extraordinary. Titles and measures  of accomplishment don't do him justice. Those fortunate enough to have known him mourn his passing and celebrate his life.

  His truest life-long pursuit was to know the essence of Being.  Michael, his Hebrew Name, literally translates as, "He Who Is Like Unto G-D."  His parents chose that name quite deliberately.  Michael did his best to live into that name. He was thirsty for the wholeness of experience. He did not shy away from challenges or back down in the face of what he saw as flawed authority.  He loved with genuine trust, innocence, and authenticity.

     If you were lucky enough to be among his friends and family, you know that he loved you absolutely.     "Now cracks a noble heart. Good night sweet prince. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest."

    Our final wish for Michael; may he rest, as he lived, in awe and wonder.