This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Michael Cale who was born in West Virginia on May 09, 1990 and passed away on July 03,2005 at the age of 15. We will love him always.
As we are ending 2016 it just seems unreal. I don't know how we made it without you this long. They say time heals everything, thats just not true. Time doesn't heal our hearts from missing you and loving you. Every day I wake up and wonder what today would have been like with you here, what would you be doing, what you would look like now. I still cry for you every day and now I know I will cry for you every day for the rest of my life. Everyone that met you feels the same way I do. You touched so many lifes in your short life. We Love you and Miss you
We Love you Michael
"To live in hearts left behind, is not to die."
It broke our hearts to lose him but he didn't go alone, as part of us went with him on the day God called him home.
We love to talk about Michael and hear stories about him. Help us keep his memory alive. Visit often as this memorial page is a work in progress.
Please feel free to leave a message, or light a candle, or email me. It’s a way to keep Michael alive in our hearts.
Michael Cale was born in ninteen-ninety on the nineth day of May His parents were blessed when they received him that day His eyes twinkled with laughter like the stars up above There never was a boy more easy to love His smile was so happy, it filled you with joy His family was so blessed with that special boy
He loved Mitchell his father, and Karla his mother And he especialy loved Matthew, because he was a great brother When Michael started school he had many a friend The friends loved each other right up to the end He loved playing baseball and football for Harmar School And winning a game was especially cool
Hunting and fishing brought him such great joy Playing guitar and four-wheeling were fun for that boy He loved his dog Razz and working on things Oh the love such a boy like Michael brings Michael had a kind heart for a boy young in years A sweet tender movie could bring him to tears
To see people being picked on made him feel bad He never wanted anyone to ever feel sad Micheal turned fifteen two months before he died "I have everything I want" he announced with such pride Two months later came a terrible thing If only we knew what that day would bring
We can't change what happened with the pointing of a gun Michaels life was over as fast as it had begun No one is ready to let go of the one that they love Even when they know they're in Heaven above Never forget that Michael was here for a while And always remember that shining bright smile
January 14th 2007 With Love From Peggy Morris
Michael you will be in our hearts forever.
Michael loved life. He played T-Ball when he was younger then baseball till he was 12 years old. He played football his 4th, 5th, and 6th grade years. He was a Cub Scout. He got his hunting license 2 years ago and scored a 99 on the test. He was mad he didn’t get a 100. He loved fishing, Playing guitar, riding his four wheeler,Hunting, Working on things, his dog Razz, and all his friends. If you needed something fixed Michael was right there, he loved taking things apart and putting them back together. He had so much energy he would wear us out.
We love you!!!!!
He was always smiling.
He loved working
He loved his family
He was so excited when he got his four wheeler for his Birthday. He rode it everyday. He told me I can't believe I got everything that I have ever wanted, he was going to start driving in November he would have been 15 and 1/2, So his Dad had already bought him a Ford Ranger so he could haul his four wheeler. He would ask can I drive the truck we kept telling him no you have to wait , don't worry it isn't that long. I wish I would have let him. I hate that you tell them to wait your just a kid you will grow up soon enough.Never thinking of the worst. Michael I wish I had you longer then I did. I would love to see you driving to school this year.
Please feel free to light a candle
Go ahead and mention my child, The one that died you know. Don't worry about hurting me further, The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry, I'm already crying inside. Help me to heal by releasing the tears that I try to hide. I'm hurt when you just keep silent, pretending he didn't exist. I'd rather you mention my Child, knowing that he has been missed. You asked me how I was doing, I say "okay" or "fine." But healing is something ongoing, I feel it will take a lifetime
Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.
My mom, she tells a lot of lies, She never did before. But from now until she dies, She'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my mom how she is And because she can't explain, She will tell a little lie Because she can't describe the pain.
Ask my mom how she is, She'll say "I'm Alright." If that's the truth, then tell me, Why does she cry each night?
Ask my mom how she is, She seems to cope so well. She didn't have a choice you see, Nor the strength to yell.
Ask my mom how she is, "I'm fine, I'm okay, I'm coping," For God's sake mom, just tell the truth, Just say your heart is broken.
She'll love me all her life, I loved her all mine. But if you ask her how she is, She'll lie and say she's fine.
I am here in Heaven. I cannot hug from here, If she lies to you don't listen, Hug her and hold her near.
On the day we meet again, We'll smile and I'll be bold. I'll say, "You're lucky to get here, Mom, With all the lies you told!"
Michael and John Groom in boyscouts
Michael, Brent Townsend and Ben Brown
A Dad Hurts Too
People don't always see the tears a dad cries, His heart is broken too when his child dies, He tries to hold it together and be strong, Even though his world's gone wrong, He holds his wife as her tears fall, Comforts her through it all, He goes through his day doing what he's supposed to do, But a piece of his heart has been ripped away, a Dad hurts too, So when he's alone he lets out his pain, And his tears come like falling rain, His world has crashed in around him, And a world that was once bright has gone dim, He feels he has to be strong for others, But Dads hurt too, not just the Mothers, He searches for answers but none are to be found, He hides behind a mask when he is feeling down, He smiles through his tears, He struggles and holds in his fears, But what you see on the outside is not always real, Men don't always show how they really feel, So I'd like to ask a favor of you, The next time you see a mother hurting over the loss of her child, please remember.....a Dad hurts too.
Judi Walker Copyright 2002
MERRY CHRISTMAS I love you all dearly, Now don’t shed a tear, I’m spending my Christmas With Jesus this year. FROM HEAVEN
“God will always open another door”
A very loving person gave me this picture Thank You Teresa
Last night while I was trying to sleep, My son's voice I did hear. I opened my eyes and looked around But he did not appear. He said, "Mom you've got to listen, You've got to understand. God didn't take me from you, Mom He only took my hand. When I called out in pain that night, The instant that I died, He reached down and took my hand, And pulled me to His side. He pulled me up and saved me From the misery and pain My body was hurt so badly inside, I could never be the same. My search is really over now, I've found happiness within, All the answers to my empty dreams And all that might have been. I love you and miss you so, And I'll always be nearby. My body's gone forever, But my spirit will never die! And so, you must go now, Live one day at a time. Just understand God did not take me from you, He only took my hand.
Life is never the same after losing a child. We all just learn how to survive.
When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, we mortals sometimes question the wisdom of His love. Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold. So he picks a rosebud before it can grow old. God knows how much we need them, and so He takes but few to make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view. Believing this is difficult still somehow we must try, the saddest word mankind knows will always be “goodbye.” So when a little child departs, we who are left behind must realize God loves children, Angels are hard to find.
15 Hearts one for each year or Michael's Life
Michael when he was born
Michael's spirit will never fade because he is like an angel watching over us
A million times I needed you A million times I have cried. If love alone could have saved you, You would have never died. In life I loved you dearly, In death I love you still. In my heart you hold a special place, That none will ever fill. It broke my heart to lose you, But you did not go alone. For all my love went with you The day God called you home.
Thank you for visiting Michael’s website. It’s a way to keep Michael alive in our hearts
National Memorial Ribbon The red represents the violence in society and the black symbolizes death and mourning. Angel pins are worn with the ribbons to symbolize the victims.
He moved to Ohio when he was only 1 year old. And lived the rest of his life there.
Michael has one older brother Matthew. They were only 11 1/2 months apart in age, so they got to be the same age for 2 weeks.
Michael was shot in the back of the head. He went to stay all night with his friend, they went to some one elses house, that is the boy that shot Michael.
We lost everything that night. Nothing will be the same without him.
Miss you! / Wendy Goodwin
6yrs tomorrow I try to think of you as a little boy. With a smile and personality that lit up a room! Michael we miss you Jadonna still cries every day. We all know we will see you again but these 6years already seems like a life time. You will forev...
loved one / Naomi Fluharty (friend)
a loved one that was here
and now is gone has left
behind a memory and a tear.
the gem that marked their birth
will carry on
the shining light of love
to hold them near.
Pre- School 4 Years old Michael Kindergarden 5 Years old
Michael 1st Gade 6 Years Old Michael 2nd Gade 7 Years Old
Michael 3rd Gade 8 Years Old Michael 4th Gade 9 Years Old
Michael 5th Gade 10 Years Old Michael 6th Gade 11 Years Old
Michael Baseball 7 Years Old Michael Baseball 7 Years Old
Michael Baseball 8 Years Old Michael Baseball 9 Years Old
Michael Basketball 7 Years Old Michael Basketball 8 Years Old
Michael 5th Grade 10 Years Old Michael 4th Grade 9 Years Old
Michael 5th Grade 10 Years Old Michael 6th Grade 11 Years Old
Michael 5th Grade 10 Years Old
Michael & Jake Michael Before Parade
Michael Through God's grace you were ours, for a little while. Now you live in everlasting light, forever God's precious little child. You will live on in our hearts, our thoughts and everything we do, and at the end of every day we pray to God and thank Him for the gift of you. Michael May 9, 1990 - July 3, 2005