Today, I was unfortunate to attend a funeral for a very dear man. Marty was our neighbor and loved by everyone in our community. A great loss, for sure. He lived to serve.
Marty was happiest when helping others. He was our talented handyman, and when anyone in our community needed assistance with a door or a window or a lock or anything around the house, Marty was your man. I believe there isn’t a person living here who didn’t receive Marty’s help with something.
Personally speaking, Marty assisted me by re-routing an outside pipe leading from the hose connection to a hose reel; climbing a ladder in the garage to install a new heavy battery for the garage door opener; changed the batteries in the smoke detector alarms; and convinced me and many of my neighbors to get a carbon monoxide detector. He was so happy to install them all.
We have a community newspaper here where I live, and Marty submitted a new article for every issue. The subject was usually how to help ourselves to be safe in our homes and in the community. We learned a great deal from his expertise.
Marty was also our amateur magician. He loved to perform in our clubhouse; usually before some event, just to “get things started.” He always made us laugh with his hi-jinx, costumes, props, and comical imitations. It’s very possible he got some of his tricks from the following book:
Whether you needed a little encouragement if you were feeling down, or not, Marty always had a great short story or one-liner that was guaranteed to at least make you smile.
The chapel held seats for 160 people; however, when the services began, it was SRO. Several people from our community stood up and spoke about how Marty’s caring affected them. One person mentioned that people in show business and sports were highly regarded and when performing, people in the audience and in the sports stadiums stood and applauded. Well, he suggested we should all stand and applaud Marty as a way of showing our admiration and love for him, as we say “goodbye” to him one final time. It was as if this was rehearsed, because everyone stood up as one rippling wave, and we very gladly put our hands together and sent Marty on his way to a beautiful, peaceful place, riding on that wave.