Biography: Family and friends we are here today to celebrate the life of Richard Martin, who was born on April 7, 1963 and departed this life over the July fourth weekend . He attended grade school at P.S. 134 and J.H.S. 136. He would later obtain his GED and Associate’s Degree.
Richie was raised in a building that was owned by his grandfather on East 170th Street in the Bronx. His mother and his aunt both had apartments there and as a result they became one extended family. Together, they made seven and Richie was lucky enough to become the youngest of five boys. And even though he had four “big brothers”, it wasn't easy growing up in the South Bronx back in the 70’s but after all the trials and tribulations he became the man we all knew and loved.
Whenever Richie entered a room, his booming voice would command attention. He was a great conversationalist and his laughter was contagious. Even though we’ve come to live in an electronic era, Richie still made time for his novels with Stephen King and Dean Koontz being among a couple of his favorite authors. He was a big fan of the marvel comics and the films that are associated with them.
One of his proudest moments was having the opportunity to participate in the Five Boro Bike Tour. He found this 40 mile biking event so fascinating, in fact, that he would complete two of them. Still, somehow he was a private man with a small circle of friends.
He is preceded in death by all but one of the seven family members with whom he was raised, his devoted brother Michael Martin.
He is survived by: his brother Michael and sister-in-law Katrina; Uncle Dock and Aunt Paisley, Uncle Leon and Aunt Sue and Aunt Loretta. His nieces Keisha and Stephanie and two grandnephews also suffer his loss. A host of cousins and friends are also with us today as we say farewell.
A tremendous void has been created by the loss of this remarkable man. We are devastated. There are no adequate words to express the grief we feel. Let us remember the comfort we shared with him when we shook his hand and the love we felt for him when we shared a hug. Let us celebrate his life as we allow him to lie within our hearts.