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At 4:15 pm March 25th 2012, My father Victor J Martinez passed away surrounded by friends, family, his daughter Sarah, and his wife Lynne. Sadly I couldn't be there, I live in Florida, and I think that was a good thing. The last time I saw my father was right after Thanksgiving. He left one of his tool bags at my house. When he came back, I handed him the tool bag, he hugged me and told me he loved me and was proud of me. That hit me to my core.
Growing up my father and I didn't necessarily see eye to eye on, well just about everything. That caused a gap between us. We eventually got passed all the angst between each other and became the father and son we both wanted to be. When I got married he was proud of me and he loved my wife for many reasons. She makes me happy, most of the time. She kicks me in the *** when I need it and sometimes just for the hell of it. She made me a better man. I put away the toys of youth and took on the responsibility of adulthood. She has a funny way of bringing that out in me. What can I say I married a redhead. So pray for me.
I thought my father would be around forever. He's the toughest man I know. I didn't think he would leave us so soon. I feel like there's so much more to learn from him. There's so much more he still needs to experience. I miss him so much.
At 4:15pm he passed away. I imagine that at 4:16 he was woke up in the cabin of a boat by his father. With a smile on his face, my Grandfather says to my Father, it's good seeing you again son. They hug for what seems like an eternity. He tells my Grandfather I missed you so much and I'm sorry you went through the pain you went through at the end of your life. My Grandfather says it's ok, I feel no more pain. Then with a smile on his face, my Grandfather looks at my Father and says, there's someone here who has been waiting to see you. And in the doorway stands my Brother, John. John passed away January 8th 1995. My fathers first born son, the one who made my parents a family. Seventeen years he's waited and now they finely get to see each other again. My brother hugs my father with tears in both of their eyes. Then he hands my father a fishing pole. And together three generations of Martinez men sit together on the boat fishing with a big smile on all of their faces. Grandfather, Father, and Son.
I miss you Dad. Not a day goes by where I don't think about you. Some days are kind of harder than others. I think of all the memories we'll never get to make. But you'll always be in my heart. And I'll carry on the lessons you taught me. Thank you Dad. For being my father and never running away like so many others have. You worked hard to put a roof over our heads and you never complained. I'm sorry we never had that fishing trip you always wanted. But one day my children will have it and you'll be there. You are a great and honorable man who did great things and always gave a helping hand. You brought out the best in everyone and you always had patience with everything and everyone. I miss you so much. And I will try and carry myself in the respectable manner that you did.
I Love You Dad
Forever your son,
Alex Paul Martinez (AJER)
Growing up my father and I didn't necessarily see eye to eye on, well just about everything. That caused a gap between us. We eventually got passed all the angst between each other and became the father and son we both wanted to be. When I got married he was proud of me and he loved my wife for many reasons. She makes me happy, most of the time. She kicks me in the *** when I need it and sometimes just for the hell of it. She made me a better man. I put away the toys of youth and took on the responsibility of adulthood. She has a funny way of bringing that out in me. What can I say I married a redhead. So pray for me.
I thought my father would be around forever. He's the toughest man I know. I didn't think he would leave us so soon. I feel like there's so much more to learn from him. There's so much more he still needs to experience. I miss him so much.
At 4:15pm he passed away. I imagine that at 4:16 he was woke up in the cabin of a boat by his father. With a smile on his face, my Grandfather says to my Father, it's good seeing you again son. They hug for what seems like an eternity. He tells my Grandfather I missed you so much and I'm sorry you went through the pain you went through at the end of your life. My Grandfather says it's ok, I feel no more pain. Then with a smile on his face, my Grandfather looks at my Father and says, there's someone here who has been waiting to see you. And in the doorway stands my Brother, John. John passed away January 8th 1995. My fathers first born son, the one who made my parents a family. Seventeen years he's waited and now they finely get to see each other again. My brother hugs my father with tears in both of their eyes. Then he hands my father a fishing pole. And together three generations of Martinez men sit together on the boat fishing with a big smile on all of their faces. Grandfather, Father, and Son.
I miss you Dad. Not a day goes by where I don't think about you. Some days are kind of harder than others. I think of all the memories we'll never get to make. But you'll always be in my heart. And I'll carry on the lessons you taught me. Thank you Dad. For being my father and never running away like so many others have. You worked hard to put a roof over our heads and you never complained. I'm sorry we never had that fishing trip you always wanted. But one day my children will have it and you'll be there. You are a great and honorable man who did great things and always gave a helping hand. You brought out the best in everyone and you always had patience with everything and everyone. I miss you so much. And I will try and carry myself in the respectable manner that you did.
I Love You Dad
Forever your son,
Alex Paul Martinez (AJER)
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