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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, David J. Martin who was born in River Rouge, Michigan on August 16, 1924 in a maternity center. On April 19th, 2005 at 3:05 am at the age of 80 the angels came. He was home with his family where he loved to be. He will always be remembered and loved for the great man that he was.


 










           






                                               Thank you Judie






























PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN





                              
From your son Bob and daughter Linda, your love is always glowing in our hearts Dad.  









         



  

                                                    

















 Becky       Ronnie         Paul
           Bill              Melanie                  Ilene








For Our Great Grandpa, we love you.


Julia        Krista      Matthew   Alexis   Paul David   Brittany

 

 



This message is from the family: We would like to Thank Dr. Mong and his staff for always being there when we needed them and being part of our family.  Dr. Lee for being his cardiologist for over 30 yrs. and keeping him well to make the memories we have.  Angela Hospice for giving the family the support and help that we needed to make Dad comfortable so we could keep him at home like he wanted.  And to all his friends for making his years full of laughter, love and alot of great memories. Brother Rose and Sister Linda thank you so much for all the spiritual needs.  You always are there to give support and love.  God Bless you.

And to all thank you for being here for the family at the most difficult time of our lives










Candles have been used since the beginning
of time to bring light into darkness.
they are a contained form of the element
of fire which is wisdom,
A symbol of things slow and steady.
Burning candles create a glimpse of our
radiant being, our eternal flame within.

We have opportunities to illuminate,
each in our own way.
Just as candles, may we ourselves  burn to
bring light into darkness.
May we uphold human dignity by creating
a space for healing.
May we bring the fire of love, of human
connectedness and concern to all who
gather here.

Dads favorite singer was Daniel O'Donnell



*Togetherness*

Death is nothing at all - I have only slipped
away into the next room. Whatever we were
to each other, that we are still. Call me by my
old familiar name. Speak to me in the easy
way which you always used. Laugh as we
always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed
together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be the household word that it
always was. Let it be spoken without effort.
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the
same as it ever was. There is absolutely
unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of
your mind because I am out of your sight? I
am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near just around the corner.

All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was
before - only better, infinitely happier and for
ever - we will all be one together with Christ.

Author unknown



"Peace Prayer of St. Francis"

Lord, make me an instrument
of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much
seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and in dying that we are born into
eternal life. 





You are now in the hands of God.





We are catching all the love that is falling from above.  Thank you for helping with giving us the strength to make it through these days.

Special note:              

To My Brother Dave,
Its been 9 years today 12-29-05 since you passed.  I hope and pray that you have found your peace and happiness.  Fly like an eagle now Bro.  And take care of Gram and Dad and the rest of the family.
Love, your sis     
Special note for my Bro. Dave: Happy 60th Birthday.  Love you.
12/29/2007 my dear brother Dave, its been 11 years ago since you left this earth to be in heaven. Hope you are flying like an eagle. Take care of our family members there with you. Give dad a big hug and kiss for me. Tell him I try.  Love you bro. twma always in my prayers. xoxo




 


 

 

 

 



          


               

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Family Tree
Tributes and Condolences
Love you and   / The Family
                                           &n...  Continue >>
reunion  / Paul Aune (grandson)
Hi there papa well i am home from the reunion we all had a good time but i have to say it was not the same without you we all missed you smiling face.I was talking to some of your friends right before i left today and they made me think about life an...  Continue >>
A Tribute to My Loving Father, Dad, Hero & Friend   / Linda Martin Bosnyak (your daughter )
     God took the strength of a mountain, The majesty of a tree, the warmth of a summer sun and the calm of a quiet sea.      The generous soul of nature, The comforting arm of the night, the wisdom of the ages...  Continue >>
My Grandpa's Smile   / Becky Sarazin (Granddaughter)
Your first smile said to me,All there was to know. I was in my Grandpa's heart,And he was never letting go.Your smile was full of pride,As you held my little hand.You were there to welcome me,Your newest, biggest fan.Your smile is my magic wand,Makin...  Continue >>
Tribute from a Nephew   / Curt Penland (Nephew)
This message was delivered at Uncle Dave’s funeral by his nephew Curt Penland.Aunt Betty asked me to give a short message to all of you today.   So I sat down and thought about what Uncle Dave meant to me.  It took some time but afte...  Continue >>
THANK YOU!!  / Your Pitbull (Granddaughter)    Read >>
3rd Cavalry Reunion 2005  / Linda (Your daughter )    Read >>
Happy 60th Anniversary  / Your Daughter     Read >>
Proud / Linda (your daughter )    Read >>
Do Not Weep  / Linda Martin Bosnyak (Daughter)    Read >>
Missing you on your 3rd Angel Anniversary  / Linda (Daughter)    Read >>
My heart goes out  / Tami Aka Squishie     Read >>
Mr. Martin  / Debbie Wengert Kevin's Mom     Read >>
Happy 4th  / Dessa Smith (friend)    Read >>
Father's Day  / Rosemary Sis Of Alvin Cremeans     Read >>
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His legacy
My father, hero, friend  
 
David Martin  

David Martin was a great man, father, grandfather, friend, and Hero.  Husband of 60 years to Betty.  Father of 3. David Earl (Cheryl), Robert  and Linda (John). Grandfather of 3. Rebecca (Bill), Ronald Jr.(Melanie) and Paul David (Ilene). Great Grandfather of 5. Julia, Krista, Matthew, Alexis and Paul Jr.

WWII Veteran. Entered the Army on March 17, 1943 and his date of separation was October 29, 1945.  He fought under General Patton in the Liberation of Northern France, Rhineland, Ardennes and Central Europe. He was a Radio Operator and 1st Class Gunner. They were known as "Pattons Ghost Troops".  3rd Cavalry Reconnaisance Group.  They were the first in and the last out.  Dad was very proud to be called a "Brave Rifle".  Dad thought and spoke often of his brothers in the 3rd. And would enjoy seeing them at their reunion whenever he could go.  The last one dad could attend was last Sept. 2004 here in Detroit, it was the 57th Reunion.  He wanted it to be a special one and had his family also come. Grandchildren and all.  What a wonderful Memory Dad.  He was so proud that before he passed he called all his family in his room and made them promise that they would attend the next Reunion in Sept. 2005 for him.

As promised the 3rd Armored Cavalry Regiment held the 58th Reunion in Sept. 2005.  As promised to dad his family was there.  He would have been very proud of Mom, Bob, Grandpa Charlie, His grandchildren, Becky, Ron, Paul, Ilene, Curt, Poranee, and John and I.  Tex the bagpiper was there to lead the colors as he promised dad last year.  He again played their song on the bagpipes "She wore a yellow ribbon".  He does great.  Dad would have enjoyed it this year again, He would have like meeting the General, Colonel, SSgt. and the other soldiers that were there.  Along with just visiting his Band of Brothers.  Hopefully dad next year we will all be able to attend again on your behalf. We are very proud of you.

In our younger years dad was very involved with his family. He coached in baseball, taught scuba diving, bowling, and just had fun with his kids, grandkids and great grandkids nieces, nephews and all his family members.  No matter how he felt.   He would always be able to give that wonderful smile. 

On April 18th, Monday the family was all together. We had a good time visiting with dad. He was able to watch the Tiger Baseball team who miraculously won 13-3 that night. His grandkids were there also.  He would dose on and off but would be able to talk to all.  He even had a dream when his pitbull (Becky) was in the room with him.  They went flying to a beautiful place.  Dad mentioned to her about the long line, but said how beautiful. He had a talk with each one of us.  Later at night I was sitting in dads room and holding his hand when he spoke one word "20". I waited thinking he would say more.  Approximately 45 minutes later, when he was due for his medicine at 3:00 am Paul his grandson went in to wake him, Paul was there when dad took his last breathe and went with the angels very peacefully.  Apparently he was 20th in line.

God sent his angel for you and you were ready to go home and we understood.  It sure wasn't easy but you deserve to be pain free and happy again. Thank you for all the wonderful memories and for being such a great father and friend.  You are always with us. Till we are together again our love is with you.

 
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