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Michael Anthony Ribaudo, Sr. Michael was born May 7, 1968 to the parents of Beverly and Vincent Ribaudo. He was born at Hawthorne Community Hospital (Robert Kennedy Memorial Hospital) in Hawthorne, California. Michael was found murdered June 24, 2006 at approximately 11:45pm in the home he shared with his Mother in Rialto, California. He was found by his girlfriend, Mary Ann Smith. Michael was murdered by a former girlfriend, Jennifer Kay Stull. Michael is survived by his Mother, Beverly of Rialto; Father, Vincent of Cerritos; three sons - Michael Jr. (age 16), Justin (age 12), Jesse (age 11); all of Idaho; one stepdaughter - Samantha (age 18); Sister and Brother-in-Law, Sherri and Bryan; three nieces - Lisa, Ashley & Lorraine; newphews - Christopher and Cody; one Great-Nephew - Ryan; girlfriend - Maryann Smith & her family, along with aunts, uncles, cousins and many friends. Funeral Service Friday June 30, 2006 10:00 am Mountain View Community Church Fontana, California Officiating Pastor Bob Klein Interment Desert View Memorial Park Victorville, California |
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Michael was born in Hawthorne, California on May 07, 1968. Michael's parents are: Beverly and Vincent Ribaudo. Parents are divorced. Michael has an older sister, Sherri Lynn. She was born January 9, 1967. Sherri was Michael's protector growing up. If you messed with her brother, you had to deal with her. Sherri, married Michael's closest friend, Bryan Speer. To Michael, Bryan was his bro... They have four children, Christopher, Lisa, Ashley and Cody. Christopher has also added Lorraine (his girlfriend) and their baby, Ryan to the clan Michael was always a very loving and giving child. Michael lived in the Redondo Beach and Torrance, California area during his childhood. Spent about a year in Thousand Oaks, California. As an adult, Michael, spent about 10 years in the Anaheim, California area. The balance of his adulthood was spent in the Ontario, Fontana and Rialto, California area. As a teenager, the girls loved him and he loved the girls. He had the most beautiful blue eyes. Girls were in awe of his sky blue eyes. He was about 6'1" 145 pounds during his teen years and well into his adult life. Michael could eat anything and never gain weight. Michael loved shrimp cooked in butter and flavored with garlic salt. Michael loved my homemade chocolate chip cookies and my homemade brownies. He could eat the whole pan of brownies. Michael loved to lick the bowls when I was baking. He would eat cookie dough raw. I would say to Michael: "Yuk". He would continue. Michael loved life. He sometimes (more than he should) would drive his car much too fast, and had the tickets to prove it througout his life. No matter how hard he tried, there was always a policeman around the corner that would catch him. After awhile, I think the Ontario, Rialto and Fontana Police knew his little white Honda Prelude, and would follow him until he did something stupid. Michael married Karen Bemis in October, 1989 and they had three boys: Mikey, Justin and Jesse. He would have given his life for them. Karen and Michael were divorced years later. Michael would sometimes put himself in situations that were not always the right choice. Michael was changing his life around. From 1999 to 2005, life had not been good to Michael and Michael had not been good to his life. This broke my heart and Michael's family. I knew how loving and caring my son was and I wanted him back. I never gave up on Michael. Others gave up on Michael much to quickly. There were few that did not take the time to understand Michael's pain. We got him back for a short time and then he was taken from us. Michael had so many struggles and he was finally beating the struggles. Michael's bedroom and his computer rooms were full of pictures of family, friends and his drawings. He also loved collecting ceramic dogs and Elvis memorabilia. These had a place in his rooms. And, oh my gosh, the electronics. Michael had speakers everywhere. Michael loved his computer. Michael was a very giving and thoughtful young man. He would give you the shirt off his back. If Michael could help you, he would try to find a way. He was always fixing his friend's automobiles. He was really a pretty good mechanic. Michael was also good with electrical and electronic equipment. Michael loved all type of music: from rap, blues, country, etc. Michael really loved Elvis and the oldies. However, he really didn't listen to a lot of hard rock. When Michael and Sherri were teenagers, there would be oldies blasting from Michael's room and hard rock blasting louder from Sherri's. He played his music much too loud, at home and in his car. You could hear him coming down the street and pulling in and out of our driveway. He would try singing along, but he was really bad at carrying a tune, but that didn't stop him. Sometimes he would be in his computer room, with earphones on listening and singing along. Michael was really bad... God, please give him a better voice. Michael loved talking on the phone. He loved communicating with people. There were times when he would be on his cell phone, the house phone and sometimes my cell phone at the same time. I would get the telephone bills and think how could any one person make so many calls and talk to so many different people. This continued over the years. Michael would have been great at being a counselor. People would call all hours of the night to talk to him about their issues. Michael would listen and give his opinion. Michael could upset you in one breath and make you laugh in another. Another way, I was told, he would meet people is to ask for a cigarette and then he would talk and talk. He never met a stranger. Most of the time Michael was too trusty. Michael was very childish. Sometimes it was very aggravating. I would tell him, "Michael, grow up." He always would say: "I'm never going to grow up". Now my son, Michael, is forever young. Michael loves children and they love him. Children would just attach to Michael. He was really good with them. Michael had an amazing chemistry. He made so many mistakes in his life, that he did not want any child that he knew in Harm's Way. So many children love him. He helped so many people. Michael loved his family in Oklahoma. (This is my side of the family.) He would talk to them on the phone and would visit when he was able to. Michael's family and friends were very important to him. Those that Michael met over the years and judged him without knowing him, was really their loss. My prayers go out to these people. Michael was really worth getting to know. If you had Michael as a friend, you had a friend. Through the years, Michael, had lost contact with his Father's family. Michael's life on earth was troubled. Only Michael could know the full extent of this pain. I tried to understand, but was not always understanding. Part of his adult life was full of trials and tribulations. Only God knew the pain that he was in. Michael was not perfect, had his faults, but he was my son, brother, father, uncle, newphew and friend to many and will be greatly missed. He loved his pets. Laddie (14 1/2 years old), a mixed collie/shephard, an Iguana (that Ashley (his niece) named Bob, and a cat named Tabby. I hope Laddie is in Heaven with Michael. The last year of his life, he had lead a sober life. On Friday, June 23, 2006 we celebrated his 1 year sobriety. Michael lead the meeting that night. I remember looking up at Michael and thinking how very proud I was of him. He looked so good and Michael had a new look on life. He was finally taking responsibility for his own actions and doing something about it. In every meeting that he shared his thoughts, he would always start: "Hi, my name is Michael and I am a true addict." Now, Michael, you are an Angel in God's Kingdom. No more struggles, no more pains - only happiness where no one can hurt you. I need to tell you a story the day Michael was murdered. Michael had stopped by Christopher and Lorranie's house (that's his oldest nephew & niece) earlier that evening. Earlier that day, Michael had taken Jenn Reynolds's children swimming. Jenn's children loved Michael. Jenn thought of Michael as the brother she never had. Michael felt the same way. Michael loved their trust in him. To them, Michael was their adopted uncle. They love him so. Now back to the story, Baby Ryan was eating a baby cookie and shared this with his Uncle Michael. Ryan never shared his cookies with anyone. They both looked at each other and grinned. This is the last memory that Christopher, Lorraine and Ryan have of Michael. We love our son, brother, father, newphew, uncle and friend. |
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Michael, My Son On the Night God took you from me, The pain in my heart was unbearable, I wanted to hug you, tell you I loved you, And let you know that I was here, And everything would be okay. But you see, I didn't get that chance, They would not allow me near you. You see, I was told it was a crime scene, And I might mess up evidence. My son, Michael, what had happened? I wonder where the time went? I still need more time with you. Your sons and family need more time. I ask a lot of whys?? No one has any answers. And still there are no answers. With people all around me I feel alone inside, A part of me died when your were taken, Words of comfort, just words, No one seems to know what to say, And the words don’t matter, They are just words, No one knows how I feel. My heart is breaking Michael, My Son, you see was murdered. I can’t seem to hide, I thought I might be dreaming I thought I'd awake and find you here, I thought "This can't be happening, It’s a dream and I would wake soon." My Son, Michael, I am awake And I still can’t believe you are gone. Again I wiped away the tears, On the day that you were laid to rest Again my heart broke, It was so unfair, such a cruel and vicious act. Again, I am filled with anger. I want you home with us. I wonder if the pain will end, And mostly, I wonder when?? It's hard to be without you, Hear your voice, See your smile, See those blue eyes, Tell you I love you. And wish there was more time to tell you How very important you were to me And how much I Loved You. There are days that seem so long, Especially, when I am alone. Sometimes, I just sit crying, I’m missing you so much. I wish we'd had more time It was so unfair that your life ended So tragically.. And, Again Why??? I know God has his wings around you And holding you close And keeping you safe And above all no more pain. I love and miss you My Son, Michael. Mom August 22, 2006 |
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As you pass through this Memorial for my son, Michael, please take a moment to light a candle, send a message or just say a prayer for us and the loved ones of other murdered victims. The wounds are so raw. Also, take time to tell a loved one that you love them, hug them, call them - don't wait until later, because you may not get that chance. There are no guarantees for the next moment. The only guarantee we have is the moment. Love you, Michael's Mom You may also, visit other memorial sites: http://michael-ribaudo-sr.memory-of.com http://www.memoryinheart.com/allCandleLights.asp?page=82 http://www.legacy.com/SBSun/Guestbook.asp?Page=GuestBook&PersonId=18287350 http://moms.memorial-of-love.net/momsrm2x.html http://www.angelfamilies.cityslide.com/page/page/3527071.htm http://www.angelfamilies.cityslide.com/page/page/2859016.htm Click on Pin and move cursor to the far left on California (The Ribaudo & Speer Families) http://moms.memorial-of-love.net http://angelmoms.com/ncmd/candles7.html http://www.bereavementmag.com/eMemorials/retrieve.asp?eMemorialID=3834 |
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