I'm so sorry for your loss. I read and visited his website all his pictures brought tears to my eyes because he is so young. Would you email me, I would like to know what happened to his murderer and why. Love and prayers to you.
WE AS MOTHER'S ARE HERE FOR YOU! / MICHELLE-TONY'S-MOM BROWN (A CONCERN MOM )
HELLO SWEET ANGEL,HEAVEN HAS GAIN ANOTHER BEAUTIFUL ANGEL IN IT'S MIST,I AM SO SORRY FOR YOUR LOST,AND WE AS MOTHER'S WELCOME YOU TOO MOM'S,WE ARE HERE FOR YOU ANY TIME,OR IF YOU NEED ANY THING,WE KNOW THE PAIN AND SHARE YOUR GRIEF,MY PRAYER'S AND MY HEART ARE WITH YOU AT THIS DIFFCULT TIME IN YOUR LIFE,I LOSS MY 15 YEAR OLD TO MURDER,SO I KNOW THE PAIN VERY WELL,IT'S BEEN A YEAR AND MY LIFE HAS BEEN FLIP INSIDE OUT,BUT KNOWING I AM NOT ALONG HELP'S ALOT,SO WE ARE HERE FOR YOU,MICHAEL WEB-SITE IS BEAUTIFUL,I KNOW HE IS SMILING DOWN ON YOU,GOD BLESS! Close
Pictures for one Michael to another / Karla Cale (Mother)
Someone came to your site and lit a candle. Her son was named Michael Dale also. He was killed at a young age also. She had these pictures on his site I loved them and put them here.
Thinking of you Michael / Wendy Michael Just wanted to say Happy late Birthday. You know me always late. It has been two years. The pain and tears have not let up. I think about you all the time. When I go fishing, I think of you. Hunting season comes and I think of you. Football season and every Steelers game, I thinkj of you. Eating at Bob Evan's bring back memories. One of the last times I went to lunch with your mom at Bob Evan's you were there. She called me and said Michael wants to go to lunch do you want to go? I said yes. You bought yours and your moms lunch. I think you were in the 8th grade. I thought that was so sweet of you. You always, always, always thought about your mom.(as well as everyone else) Love and miss you always Michae! Close
Dear Karla and all of Michaels family and friends that love and miss him sooooo much please except my deepest heartfelt condolences. On July 10th 2006 I lost my only son who was only 9. You see he loved 4 wheelers too and he died doing what he loved, riding. He lost control, hit a tree and it killed him instantly from head trama.Forever changing our lifes as we wanted it. I am so sorry that your family has had to face this horrible tragedy. If only I could fix things neither one of us would have a reason to be on a memorial site at all.You have made Michael a beautiful site. I hope my son Brandon is in heaven with Michael riding free forever and waiting on us to meet them there. You will be in my thoughts and prayers.Close
Just Poppin' In.... / Angela -. Daughter To Angel Linda Taylor Read >>
Just Poppin' In.... / Angela -. Daughter To Angel Linda Taylor Hi Michael, Just passing thru and thought I would take the time to wish you a Happy St. Patrick's Day up in the heavens above this week! Send your family hugs & angel kisses. They are missing you so much and holding your memory forever in their hearts. Bless you..and your family too... Angela - Linked by our Angels above! Close
My life without my son Michael Cale (5/9/90 - 7/3/05) / Karla Cale (Mother)Read >>
My life without my son Michael Cale (5/9/90 - 7/3/05) / Karla Cale (Mother)
I can’t sleep again, thinking about Michael.
I can close my eyes and see him as a baby. So handsome, the blondest hair you ever seen, he was so small when he was born… I can see all the firsts, learning to roll over, learning to talk, and learning to walk. I remember showing him how to swing on the swing set. I thought I don’t remember anyone teaching me to swing, will he remember me showing him.
I can still see his sweet face as I was teaching him to write his name. I think of every time he fell down while learning to walk, and learning to ride a bike.
I would watch him riding his bike in the driveway, thinking oh don’t let him fall, don’t let him get hurt. I think I spent most of his life trying to protect him. When he wanted to play sports I was so proud and worried at the same time. I wanted him to do good, be safe, and have fun.
When they needed a Boy Scout leader I volunteered, he liked it, but was trying to be independent from me. I went to every practice every play, I wanted him to know I was always their for him.
Now those are the good dreams that I want to have over and over. I remember him lying in bed with me the day before he died watching TV with me. He fell asleep and I looked at his face thinking, my gosh where is my baby going, you could still see that baby in his face, but you could see the man coming in him also. I was thinking wonder if he will grow a mustache or a beard. He was just getting some peach fuzz on his face. Then I thought what he will be like as a father. What will he do when he graduates, will he fall in love have kids, and he always said he wanted 10 kids. I laughed and said don’t be bringing them to grandma.
Then I have the nightmares of the night he died. I keep wondering did he feel any pain. I worry if he knew it was coming. When they told me at the hospital he was shot in the head, I thought oh no he had to have been scared knowing it was going to happen and not being able to stop it. Then they said it was in the back of the head, I don’t know how I feel about it, he didn’t see it coming, and he had no idea.
I realize it doesn’t matter It’s the pain of him being gone, of not being able to do anything to stop it or to help him. I will always wonder did he feel any pain, was he scared.
I don’t know how to admit my anger about the boy that shot him. Can you forgive and still be mad. Does forging mean forgetting what happened, and that someone else took his life from me. Will I always be mad at the boy that shot him, how do you forgive while being mad.
I don’t know if my anger toward the boy that shot him is ever going to go away. If I stay angry does that mean I never heal, but do I want to heal. My heart hurts every day for Michael. Sometimes it hurts so much you think I can’t go on, the pain is too bad. This pain hurts in your heart, in your soul.
I can’t even explain the things that wake me up the visions of him at the hospital, of him in the casket. The dreams that will never come true for him, not seeing him drive, him never graduating, what kind of job he would get.
I think that when someone is sick you think ok something might happen, but when he was little I just worried about him being hurt. I never thought of him dieing and not being here.
I want to remember him so bad; I want the little time he was here to count for something.
It is so hard to explain how bad the pain is, how much you would rather it be you then him.
I think I will always hurt, I will always miss him, and I will never forget him.
We went out today to take your Christmas trees down from your stone. We put red & white roses in your vases. I know how much you liked roses. Last year for our first Christmas without you I asked Matthew what he wanted to do, I didn’t want to do anything. But you know I always wanted to do what you boys wanted. Matthew decided he wanted a real Christmas tree. So after Christmas we put it in the front yard, this year has been so hard on all of us, so I asked your brother what you want to do about Christmas. He went out and decorated your tree in the yard and put your pictures beside it. That was our tree your tree. I think about you all the time. I was coming back from the cemetery today and passed a funeral procession, I started crying and could remember the cops coming to the house to get me to go to the hospital, and I could see you laying there just like it were today. Your head bandaged, wanting you to get up, thinking this was a bad nightmare. I could almost feel myself touching your shoulder, and rubbing your arm, looking at your hands seeing you had dirty fingernails. It was so real just like that day, I cried so hard, I don’t think it gets any easier, I think I have to feel only so deep. I can talk about you everyday, say your name, and tell stories. But if I think about how much love I have for you, if I think about what isn’t going to be, it drives me crazy. I was telling Matthew one day they had this thing on the radio about crazy uncles. I said that’s going to be you Matthew, you know how he is. He looked at me and said I’m not going to be an uncle, I thought what, and he said Michaels gone I’m not going to be an uncle. I cry for both of you every day. I also cry for myself, you were this great kid, I knew it and so didn’t everyone that met you. You always looked out for me and your brother. I will love you for the rest of my life. Just like you loved me for your whole life.
Love you and miss you so much.
Forever Michaels Mom
Michael's Last Cristmas
Merry Christmas From Heaven
I still hear the songs I still see the lights I still feel your love On cold wintery nights
I still share your hopes And all of your cares I’ll even remind you To please say your prayers
I just want to tell you You still make me proud You stand head and shoulders Above all the crowd
Keep trying each moment To stay in His grace I came here before you To help set your place
You don’t have to be Perfect all of the time He forgives you the slip If you continue the climb
To my family and friends Please be thankful today I’m still close beside you In a new special way
I love you all dearly Now don’t shed a tear Cause I’m spending my Christmas with Jesus this year
Happy Thanksgiving baby boy / Karla Cale (Mother)
Michael I miss you everyday, I feel all the time like I’m this different person now. I have this large whole in my heart. I can remember being pregnant with you. I remember the first time I held you in my arms and how much love I felt for you, my heart felt like it was going to explode with all the love I felt. Now it’s Thanksgiving and everyone is talking about what their thankful for, I keep telling my self what family I have left is so important to me, but what about you. I try to tell myself I’m thankful for the 15 years I had you, then I get upset at the time I don’t get to be with you and everything I don’t get to see you do. I remember every Christmas, every holiday, you learning to walk, to talk, to ride a bike. I still remember the day you died before you left the house to go to your friends. Riding your four-wheeler, then coming in all muddy and trying to climb on my lap. I wish you were here. I miss you everyday and I cry for you everyday. I have all these dreams for you that never got fulfilled. I wish things could go back to the way they were before you died, like everything could be redone and you would have stayed here that night. That you could have seen him with the gun behind you and just took it from him. I am glad you didn’t see it coming but also hate that you never knew what was happing. I guess nothing makes any since now. I do know I will always love you, and I always have 2 boys, Michael and Matthew.
So sorry for your loss.......... / Richard (None)
I know your pain, We lost pur boy 04/15/06 he was a;most 15. Just know when you cry you are not alone.
I miss you Michael! / Wendy Goodwin (Friend)Read >>
I miss you Michael! / Wendy Goodwin (Friend) I was at Larry's football game Sunday and I looked up and there happened to be a "HAWK" over head. The First thing I thought of was your mom calling me and telling me about one of your games. It was the one where you and the team saw a "HAWK" and it pumped you all up and you WON! I just can't tell you how many times a day I think of you! I will be setting and a memory will just come up. I will hear or see something and a memory of you will come to mind. I am a very lucky person to have met you. Steelers won the Superbowl last year, I am sure you know that. Do you think they can do it again? I think so they have an angel looking down on them. Sure would be nice to talk about the games and Bettis over the phone or through you mom. Love & Miss you!Close
sons murdered / Casey
Dear Karla, i'm so very sorry for the passing of your son. My son was also murdered and his killer is walking free. Please contact me if you'd like to talk. feeling ur pain, casey Close
Michael love is always connected! / Ashley's Mom (Sue) Read >>
Michael love is always connected! / Ashley's Mom (Sue)
Hi Michael,
Here are two hearts, one is yours, the other is your family's. Love is always connected, it does not know how to disconnect. You will always be remembered and forever loved!
May God Bless Your Family and Give them peace and comfort until you are all reunited again.
Michael thinking of you today / Karla Cale (Mother)
Hi Michael
I was just thinking of you today. Tuesday is my birthday, last year we had your stone set on my birthday. I know you were already excited about this one for me the big 40. I keep thinking you were telling me you had plans for me getting old. I wish so much you were here. I miss you more each day. Matthew is doing a little better. He is at least doing his school work, can you believe that.lol. I see your friends when I take him to school. Yes I still drive him to school. I know you would be driving yourself. Telling me I love you mom but that’s enough.lol. Your Dad is still going out to the cemetery everyday to sit and talk to you. I hope you can help him. The cats had more kittens and there is a gray one I am calling him Smokey. I haven't seen Tommy cat for a long time. Razz is still doing well. I know he misses you, we will find him crying outside your bedroom door. I still have everything in your room how you left it. I did pick up the dirt you pulled out from under your bed that last night. It still seems so unreal to not see and hear you everyday. Just remember I love you for the rest of my life. Love you talk to you later. Love Mom
Michaels/ Mary Gallagher
God Bless You and your family. I too lost my son, Michael D. Gallagher, last summer. He died 4 days before his 16th birthday. I understand your pain and you are now in my prayers.
I think everyone needs a Michael in thier lives. Your son sounds a little like my son. Always smiling....lots of friends.....lots of fun.....love of family. What special boys we have.
I am sorry that your Michael has passed on. I just wanted to let you know that.
A Sure Hope / DI Gordon
I'm so sorry for your loss. Please accept my deepest sympathy. I'm sure Michael would want you to remember all the beautiful times you had together and hold onto them dearly. Being acquainted with such a loss my heart goes out to you. I'm impelled to share with you encouraging and comforting words that were shared with us at our loss. At your leisure please read John 5:28,29 and Revelation 21:3-5. Also Psalm 37:11. These verses give one an assured hope that we will be with our loved ones on a peaceful, paradised earth forever, never falling ill, growing old, or dying. Our Almighty God and Father Jehovah has promised. In fact verse 5 of Revelation (above) reads "these words are faithful and true." May he give you and yours peace with his words of comfort and hope. Please request further information about when this will occur from any one of Jehovah's Witnesses that visit at your door. Close
Father of Angel Ryan / James Foley (Passerby)Read >>
Father of Angel Ryan / James Foley (Passerby)
My sincere condolences go out to the family and friends of Michael. As a father and one who lost his son in a tragic accident I know your pain first hand. Know that Michael and my son Ryan (18) are now hitting it off up there. Ryan is no doubt asking Michael about ATV's as Ryan was into cars (Mustanga especially) and is now asking Michael to teach him to ride. The pain never goes away, but know in time that the time it takes you to remember sweet thoughts and happy times comes quicker and relieves the pain slightly, and will bring a slight smile to your face and warmth to your heart. Close
Tributes and Condolences
Michael Just wanted to say Happy late Birthday. You know me always late. It has been two years. The pain and tears have not let up. I think about you all the time. When I go fishing, I think of you. Hunting season comes and I think of you. Football season and every Steelers game, I thinkj of you. Eating at Bob Evan's bring back memories. One of the last times I went to lunch with your mom at Bob Evan's you were there. She called me and said Michael wants to go to lunch do you want to go? I said yes. You bought yours and your moms lunch. I think you were in the 8th grade. I thought that was so sweet of you. You always, always, always thought about your mom.(as well as everyone else) Love and miss you always Michae! 
looking down on them. Sure would be nice to talk about the games and Bettis over the phone or through you mom. Love & Miss you!
