It's been 18 years since I first and last saw you, I'll always remember that summer in 1990, me, being scared because you got your ear stuck in the revolving doors. I wish I had gotten to know you better, now I'll never have the chance. I miss you dearly, but the memories of you will always be there. I'm sad and angered about the way you left us and so early in life. I keep asking why it had to be in such a way, even though my faith in God makes me hope and believe that he must be missing another good angel, and that's why he took you, I still find it hard to believe that you're gone. R.I.P. until we meet again. Marty, no matter what happens, you'll always remain apart of my family.
Gone, but will NEVER be forgotten
June Rouse (Aug 29, 2008)