Michael Todd Festino

June 11, 1990 - June 13, 1997

This page is dedicated to our grandson Michael Todd.

My name is Janie and my husband is David.

Michael is our oldest grandchild , he was born June 11, 1990.


When we got the phone call from our daughter Angie that he had arrived I can't begin to tell you how proud and happy we were. Michael was so precious and loving.

Seven years later on June 13, 1997 we received another call from his mother , but this one devasted us and our world fell apart. Michael had drowned in a pond in the subdivision they lived in. A terrible accident that crushed the lives of all that knew him.
How could this be?

We had just seen him two days before on his seventh birthday.


This could not be real!
We rushed to be with our daughter and son-in-law.
How could this happen?
Not our Michael!

We went through the motions of living , all the while not understanding, Why? Michael is a child that if you met him once you would never forget him. He is special to us. Sure there are other grandchildren, but words can't explain how we feel about Michael.

We have such great memories of him, like the summer he spent two weeks with us here in Houston, seven hours away from his parents. The many times he chased us around the yard with the water hose trying his best to get us wet, all the while laughing so hard he could hardly run himself. The way he would come and pat you ever so gently.

I'll never forget the year we got him a four-wheeler for his birthday and I rode on the back while he drove.



The summer of 96 Michael and I climbed trees in his backyard and played on the slip and slide me being 40 something sliding across the ground as if I was as young as he was. We sure had alot of fun.

Memories, videos and pictures, that is what we have now. Michael was an energetic little boy that would still be going after we were all played out.

He loved dinosaurs and would play for hours in front of the t.v. watching his disney movies with his toys and I'll never forget his love for playing with socks. They fascinated him. He loved the Lion King and wore the movie out watching it

The Christmas of 1996 was our last with him.


He was thrilled with his Woody and Buzzlightyear from Toy Story.
We will never forget how with each gift, as he opened it, you either heard WOW! or LOOK!
He was so excited. It was by far the best Christmas ever!

Michael has a little sister named Danielle and he was so proud of her.
He loved her and was glad to be her big brother.


Michael loved the beach, he loved playing in the water, whether it be in a bathtub or in his little pool in the backyard.


Who would have thought that something he had so much fun with would take him from us!

Why did it happen?
A terrible accident that is what it was.

We are coping with help from friends and family.

If you are reading this, we want to thank you for taking the time to stop by Michael's page.

Please pray for us that we may be able to cope with this and accept it.

If you would have met Michael,you would love him too!

This is Michael Todd's page and he is missed and loved by all that knew him.
We will see him again one day, for he lives with Jesus now.

We are loving you forever, Michael!

Memaw and Pepaw



Janie & David




It has been seven years now that Michael has been gone.This is his sister Danielle who is eight years old now and his little sister Arianna that was born February 4, 1999, and is now six years old.



Dedicated For All Who Loved Michael

Most parents will never experience,
The joy that was given to us,
A child who's name was Michael,
Given by God in trust.

From the very first moment we held him,
Till the day God beckoned him home,
Our hearts seen a glimpse of Heaven,
But Michael was only on loan.

June eleventh nineteen ninety,
Was a day so many were blessed,
For Michael crept into the hearts of those,
Who were rewarded by knowing him best.

As a Mom and Dad we were soon to learn,
That Michael was sent to teach,
Love.. kindness.. and gentleness,
For all people whose life he would reach.

Michael had bubbled with energy,
That few other children could match,
When he drove his prized four wheeler,
You prayed there would not be a crash!

From climbing trees with grand parents,
To chasing with a garden hose,
Or playing with his favourite dinosaurs,
Watching Disney toward evening close.

Michael loved the beach with its sandy shores,
And the pool that was in the back yard,
Warm baths in the tub was fun time,
With his dinosaurs he would guard!

Too swiftly his final day did come,
June thirteenth nineteen ninety seven,
When the Lord could no longer be without him,
And Michael was returned back to Heaven.

Grief and sorrow shrouded so many lives,
Sounds of hearts could be heard while broken,
Questions of why mixed with anger,
Directed to God with questions were spoken.

We continue to learn as each day passes by,
How to live with the loss of our son,
Michael's sisters Danielle and Arianna,
With their presence the healings begun.

~valentyne~ lang 10/31/03


Fly Precious One

Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of heaven's love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again

Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this mem'ry bittersweet
Until we meet

Fly, fly do not fear
Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won't forget

Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light

Celine Dion


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Awards Michael has received


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