Despite being deeply embedded within the punk scene of Salt Lake City- Mike knew he had to go do something important, something truly punk. Not destroying things and drinking. Mike broke the news to the guys that he'd be attending Notre Dame with a major in botany, desiring to help the degrading rainforests and environment. An eco punk, if you will. He was sensitive and passionate about the planet and the people that inhabited it. The second you saw him around the hallways of Notre Dame, you were struck by his kind brown eyes. Mike had a sort of grit and determination on his face, and was strong beneath his polo shirt and khakis. Handsome, too. He approached you one day with a clipboard, extending a small booklet to you- a zine. How odd. Why would a nerd have such a punkish zine? Mike gave a hopeful, intelligent look as he said to you "Please, have this. It's a informational zine on climate change and deforestation. And you can always join the eco club on Tuesdays at one!..."