Marc Mcdonough
Martin was my step-father, my sister and I knew him by his nickname, Babe. I loved him with all my heart. After he was divorced from my mother I kept my relationship up with him in New York until he moved to Florida. I came to visit him in Florida and his new wife didn't like me, didn't want me to be a part of his life, and I went home confused and broken in a way. I was 11 or 12 at that time. I never saw him again. He will always be a huge part in my life, and I will never forget, I have the photo albums and everything that is in my mind, for as long as I live I wont' forget. Rest in peace Babe, I loved you.