ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one Michael Monetti.
January 16, 1955 - September 22, 2020. Loving and treasured father, survived by daughter Julianna (Jewels) Monetti. Son of Charlotte, deceased father Joseph and birth mother Julia. Survived by siblings and in-laws Nancy Todd, Susan and John Spinato, Allen Todd and Cathy Sharp, David Todd, Karl Monetti. Unfortunately brother Paul Monetti left this earth earlier. Nieces and Nephews Heather Monetti, Stephen and Joseph Spinato, Carl Todd and Elizabeth Todd.
Michael was a free spirt and accomplished whatever he set his sights on. Those who knew Michael realized his talents, knowledge and friendship were unlimited.
We all have so many special and personal memories, so please share the stories of your journeys with Michael.
We will remember him forever.
Posted by Michael Towne on October 12, 2020
Do not stand at my Dome and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight of ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my Dome and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.

("Borrowed" from the Anonymous author for Michael)
Posted by Ari Von Huene on October 6, 2020
Michael...always generous, always brilliant, always a devoted Poppa. Julianna, you were a lucky daughter but even more he was a lucky dad!
Posted by Allen Todd on October 2, 2020
The second story from Mom was from the time she came to visit after Jewels was born. Michael had been asking her to visit to see the baby. Mom replied that she would visit as long as he had an indoor bathroom. (it was the early days of the dome)
Michael said he had an indoor bathroom and mom purchased a ticket to come visit. When she arrived at the dome, there was a bathroom but no door. Funny but true, so mom made Michael take her to the lumber yard and purchased a door for him to install.
Posted by Allen Todd on October 2, 2020
Mom shared a few memories of Michael.
The day before she married Joseph Monetti, Michael saw her and said hello Mrs Todd. Mom replied that tomorrow, he would have to call her something different because that would no longer be my name. You can call me Mrs Monetti, Charlotte or Mom. After the wedding Michael came to greet her and said hello Mom, and it was that way ever since.
Posted by Susie Spinato on October 1, 2020
Michael Monetti

Our Family Photo @ Smithtown home
L-R. Allen, Karl, David, Susan, Mom, Paul, Michael & Nancy.

So please keep Michael with each and every one of us by telling your stories of Michael over his 65 years, of him adding to your life

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Posted by Michael Towne on October 12, 2020
Do not stand at my Dome and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight of ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my Dome and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.

("Borrowed" from the Anonymous author for Michael)
Posted by Ari Von Huene on October 6, 2020
Michael...always generous, always brilliant, always a devoted Poppa. Julianna, you were a lucky daughter but even more he was a lucky dad!
Posted by Allen Todd on October 2, 2020
The second story from Mom was from the time she came to visit after Jewels was born. Michael had been asking her to visit to see the baby. Mom replied that she would visit as long as he had an indoor bathroom. (it was the early days of the dome)
Michael said he had an indoor bathroom and mom purchased a ticket to come visit. When she arrived at the dome, there was a bathroom but no door. Funny but true, so mom made Michael take her to the lumber yard and purchased a door for him to install.
Recent stories

His energy is with us.

Shared by Jewels Monetti on October 6, 2020
I am still at loss for words. Over time I am sure they will come. I want you all to know that the other day I was walking down a dirt road and found the part I had been looking for years for the door on my place. My father always made sure I was okay and still is now. I have some big boots that I can only fill half of. 
Shared by Gregory Balck on October 3, 2020
Just wanted to let you know how sorry we are for your loss (our loss). Our thoughts and prayers are with you. We always looked forward to visiting the big beautiful house in Greenlawn. There was so much love, warmth and fun that Glenn and I will remember forever. I always looked up to Michael. He always made me feel like a little brother.
Shared by Allen Todd on September 28, 2020
Thanks Susie for sharing this picture. 
From right to left, Nancy, Michael, Paul, Charlotte, Susan, David, Karl, Allen.