To Tom (Mr. Martin), Adrienne, and Tommy, and the rest of your family:
Many of my earliest memories involve Annie, known to me as "Mrs. Martin." How many days did I play ball or with trucks and tractors, or "work" in the dirt in the back yard with my first friend, Tommy, and stay around long enough to be invited for lunch and special treatment from "Mrs. Martin." When, while playing at your house, I suffered the inevitable skinned knee, there was Mrs. Martin with Bactine and, as I remember, a Curad bandage. I remember Spaghetti O's, Fritos, Oreos and milk, always served with a smile and a laugh. Oh! Such memories from so long ago.
I'll always remember Mrs. Martin. I'm sad to hear of her passing and hope that you, her survivors, find a place of peace in your time of grieving and need.</b></font><br><br>
