Dear Dad, was thinking about you and all the funny funny one liners you you would say. I Love you and miss you dearly ❤️

Miss you Dad. The gardens must be BEAUTIFUL ❤️


Mike was the best father-in-law a guy could ask for. His love of the grandchildren was very well known and felt by each of them to the heart. His stories will live forever in our memories as well as our experiences we shared with him. He was a role model for me as to how a man needs to work and support his family whether you "felt like it or not". He always practiced what he preached when it came to how a man should be. We had some great times together building things, remodeling things, or just having a few beers in the yard.

I will miss you like a son misses his father. Peace to you Mike

Gpa was a man of many levels of approach... When I was a youngster Gma would be making homemade tortillas in the kitchen... I'd tug on her apron and she'd give me one... At which point Gpa would say "come here Joey let me put butter on that tortilla for you... His " butter "  was his freshly made salsa... and let's just say hot was an understatement...  I fell for this every time... and he would belly laugh...

Most Gpa's are typical, they would give you horseback rides...what made my Gpa stand out amongst the rest was he really thought he was a cow... He'd give rides but then he'd. Start mooing " MOO MOO MOO MOO MOO MOO MOO " he did this with all the g'kids... and even with my kids... He always made time for the lil ones... 

These are just a couple of great memories you gave me... Not sure if you are responsible for my love of a double cheeseburger... But I know you are the reason I don't like HOT * SPICY foods... LOL

I love you old man and thank you for being the man in my life that wasn't afraid to say it... The way I needed to hear it. 

We'll make sure Gma is taken care of... Just like you requested...
I will forever miss you... Each and every day...  Joey.      TERMITE

Grandpa Mike, so lucky to have met you and I am very thankful to you & Ruth for opening your hearts and home to me.  I enjoyed our talks about San Francisco and "the Italians".  Who knows, maybe you'll run into my Mom and Dad up there and they can cook you the original lasagna recipe you liked of mine!  Sending you much love and hugs up  in heaven always.  

My grandpa was more than just a grandpa, 
He was everything to me. From the moment I was born he was always there for me.
He expressed his love in so many ways, weather it was piggy back rides, rides to school, home cooking or his really corny jokes.
I learned really early on that my grandpa never forgets what you say. He would remind me of this all the time.
I remember one day we were headed back home from recycling plastic bottles. I had expressed I was hungry by saying “I’m so hungry I could eat a horse”
Little did I know that this statement would follow me for years. I would always be asked if “I wanted horse meat” 
Or that my love of the Ninja Turtles would now classify me as a Turtle.

He was always so supportive and always wanted to share his knowledge.
I remember him always trying to teach me something, weather it was how to tie a knot, water the plants, communicate to pedestrians or other vehicles while driving, or whatever.
To this day I’m not sure if he would say I only went to school until the 3rd grade to tell me that he was limited on what he called “Book Learnin” or to boast on how many different things he had learned without that Book learnin’.

His values, philosophy on life was simple and timeless.
Be nice to people, listen first, communicate to your fellow man, whether it’s a simple gesture or a “hey”, eat fresh food, listen to big bands and don’t be afraid of the chili because “its not hot, touch it”

These values were never taught formally but in a lead by example way, a practice what you preach kind of way.

I will never forget him or what i was taught or even where some of my own tendencies come from.

Love you forever and always

- Devin the Ninja Turtle


Mr. Moreno “Mike” was like a father to me for 51 years. I have many fond memories spending time with him and the family. I was able to visit with him a week before he passed and tell him how much I loved him and thank him for loving me like a daughter and my son as a grandson. 
He loved to call me “His Gringo.”  I remember eating warm tortillas after school everyday and he would laugh because I put peanut butter on them. One day he did the same and loved it. Mike also spent time trying to teach me Spanish after high school. So many memories of camping, driving to Monterey in back of camper, stopping to get artichokes, the time he cut the heads off of the chickens and they ran around the backyard headless (he laughed how shocked I was), talking and laughing around the kitchen table, and giving me advice about life. I loved him dearly and will miss him so much. 
May he remain in our hearts forever!
Lots of love to Mrs M (his widow), Yolanda, Devin, Rosie, Charlie, Olga and Grace who also called him Dad. 

Sweet Mike,

Singing to you will always be one of my favorite things in the world. And the way you lit up when Devin would play his acoustic guitar to you was pure magic! 

Thank you for coming to so many of our Sweet HayaH shows! I remember celebrating your 92nd, 93rd and 94th birthdays with you at our concerts and shouting you out for being the most Rock’N’Roll gentleman in the crowd. And I remember talking with you in the parking lot at Homestead Bowl after our show a few years back, and you were telling me how much you loved Ruth, and shared some of your wisdom and secrets of a long-lasting love and partnership! 

You were an incredible role model to Devin and Yolanda and an inspiration to us all! Thank you for filling our lives with your light, joy and strength. We will always and forever carry you with us in this lifetime and we will see you in the next! 

I’ll sing to you always...
Love,
Nehal 

Dad,
I remember when we were little you would bring home a cold glass gallon of Root Beer from the A&W on Stevens Creek.  We would be out front playing with our dog Snuffy and running through the sprinklers.  We were watering the lawn and staying cool.  Once you got out your truck and showed us the root beer we cheered, jumping up and down.  In those days they gave away little glass mugs for kids.  We all had one to drink out of.  You were happy to get home and out of those dusty clothes.  We all sat around and had a cold delicious drink.  You loved root beer, we all love root beer and would make floats if we had ice cream.

Thank you for bringing home something special.  I know you had to go out of your way to get it.  I know how much the little things make you happy.  This was one of them.

Love you, miss you,
Yolanda

OBITUARIO

Mike Gastello Moreno

8 mayo, 1924 – 8 agosto, 2019

Oak Hill Funeral Home & Memorial Park

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