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.

You would have been turning 18 and Graduating from High School this year.

This would have been your big year.

We love and miss you so much.                           

                                              






 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. 

lonelyladie_2000@yahoo.com



Remember Michael


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



Remembering...

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. 

                        

         Here is a nice site to see   
        
          http://www.dash-movie.com/   

    

   Ask My Mom How She Is

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....

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. 


               


Little Angels

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.