The youngest son of Luther and Norma Brewer, he was born in New Orleans Louisiana. According to Nomo's memories "Michael" was so small when he was born he could fit in the dresser drawer, which as the story goes...was his favorite spot to sleep. She'd continue to rant, saying what an idiot the doctor was who saw her when she was pregnant for Michael, because he expressed concern about her pregnancy being high risk and that she could be in danger, she said she knew that both her and her baby would be fine, and she didn't need any doctor to question it. And she was right, they were both ok, and only a few short years later, she'd be chasing my uncle down the rows of church as he ran in his birthday suit. Never a dull moment.