Michael, called Mickey by friends and family, is the epitome of a combat veteran. His father was part of the Texas 9th Calvary during the Civil War. Mickey was a product of the post war reunion of his parents and born in 1873.
At 18 he left the family ranch near Bastrop, and joined the 6th Calvary like his father as an enlisted man. He fought under Black Jack Pershing against the Apache in Texas, New Mexico and Arizona. Even occasionally chasing them into Mexico.
He went up in ranks to Sergeant, before receiving a commission for his cool head in battle. He followed Black Jack to the 10th Cavalry where as a 2nd lt he lead a cavalry platoon of Buffalo soldiers during the fighting against the Cree.
Receiving advancement to 1LT. When War was declared against Spain, he was quick to join the 1st US Volunteer Under Teddy Roosevelt, and joined The Rough Riders (though their horses never made it to Cuba nor Puerto Rico). During h8s stint there in 1898, he became a Capt.
Black Jack Pershing accepted into the American Expeditionary Forves 1st Separate Brigade in 1899 to go to the Phillipines. Earning his Major there. Mickey was a hard charger at 26.
He stayed on over in the phillipines during the Moro Rebellion from 1902 to 1913. He met, fell in love with Amanda deLuz, a phillipine nurse. If she hadn't Been killed in the late part of the Rebellion, he probably would have mustered out in the phillipines and stayed there. As it was he went home to the states in 1914 as a Lt Col. Mickey was now 40 years old and all he knew was the horrors of war.
When call went out in 1917 for the American Expeditionary Force to France for The Great War, under Black Jack Pershing again, Lt Col, Weber was quick to volunteer. Later he made Col and was assigned an Infantry Brigade in I Corps. He stayed fighting until 1920 and then after he was assigned to a staff position in London, where he met Dyllan Mulrooney of MI6. They became fast friends and he did learn there were dangers beyond just War at that point. He returned home to the states in 1925 and worked in Washington DC in Intelligence. In 1928 after 37 years in the Army, he finally said Goodbye. Retired to his ranch near Waco, Texas. Until he received the letter from Mulrooney, which brought him back to London at 57 years old. ...a grizzeled old Veteran whose seen far too much Death, but will never walk away from a fight
