This tribute was added 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)
This tribute was added 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!
This tribute was added 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.
This tribute was added 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.
This tribute was added 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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