It was probably more like a tabloid encounter, or normal-schmoe-who-rose-to-infamy-under-bizarre-circumstances encounter. On May 5, , Fay got what was coming to him he later said the caning caused only minimal bleeding on his fleshy rear. That June, Mike was released from prison and returned to the U. Just a sliver of history in terms of America on the whole, but the frenzy of media attention has kept the imprint of Michael Fay impossibly fresh in my mind.
The official Fay timeline post-caning is sketchy at best, but I can tell you in Mike was residing in the greater Orlando area. I know this because that summer I visited Universal Studios for maybe the second time in my life and Michael Fay was my tram operator on Kongfrontation, the King Kong ride.
His name tag said Michael, which was all the confirmation I needed. I nudged my pal Jim Raymond and tried not to be too obvious pointing at the guy. This lead to a strange Mexican standoff. He could see the morbid curiosity in our eyes as plainly as we could see the grit and determination not to crack in his. Mike did a passable job navigating our fake Roosevelt Island tram through the glorious monkey-based wreckage of s Manhattan. Still, you have to hand it to Michael Fay for taking such an unprotected position that shortly after haunting the pages of the National Enquirer.
It must have been his life-long dream to operate Kongfrontation. Kudos to him for trying to leave his ass-beating on the other side of the world. As Jim and I exited Kongfrontation! He expectedly fell back into complete obscurity, right along with the Jeff Giloolys and John Wayne Bobbitts of the world. He now lives in Cincinatti and works at Ceasars Casino. I have no real connection to him or the case.
I do, however, know a little about him as an adult, including his present whereabouts. He has a college degree and has a stable career. And fortunately for him, he does look different enough to not be widely recognized.
