Happy Birthday Marty. You are missed and i know that you are watching over us all. Sail on dear brother.

I had the good fortune to know Marty as a soldier. Marty and I met in training and then deployed to Panama together. We served together for just about 2 years. Our wives spent a long weekend end together in Brooklyn. Tina and Linda had a great time together. Marty always had a smile on his face and ready to give a fellow a helping hand. I regret terribly that I did not have the opportunity to sit down and laugh with him again. To his family and other friends I add that you can be proud of him, Marty was a good man, a great friend.

Sharon was my best childhood friend and I spent a lot of time with her and her family. Marty treated me like I was part of the family and I love him for that. He will be missed. Sharon and Josh are in my thoughts.

All of us in our group from MYH are so sad to hear about Marty passing away. I appreciated his occasionally being the VOICE OF REASON when we needed it! He put his engineering skills to work in his goal to lose weight and now we all know how many calories are in a pistachio :-D (9. There’s 9 calories in a pistachio). He was a cool guy that loved spending time with his family and friends and enjoyed simple things like a nice day or a nice walk. The people in the mall and at BJs will miss him too I’m sure.
Marty was a spunky, funny, sassy, feisty and a genuine human being and I’ll miss him.

Marty became my friend through the MYH program at Drexel U. He was a faithful member of our group, and I came to really appreciate his unique and sometimes quirky perspectives, approaching everything as an engineer. His love of life and enthusiasm for all the new things we learned together was so inspiring! Marty and I walked many times from the downtown Drexel campus to catch PATCO, or he drove us back to Jersey in his car, guided down familiar roads by his GPS. He spoke with such fondness of the students he taught. Marty was a really fine man, who often spoke lovingly and with great pride of his children. He was fun and funny, and I will miss him. Condolences to the family.

I also met Marty at Drexel while participating in the Mind Your Health Program. He was always so positive and had great ideas to help us on our path. He lit up when he spoke of his family. He was a gentleman always giving complements to us as we continued our journey to get healthy. Its been 3 years since our program started and Marty was the only one of our group to keep the weight off. We had just started conference calls to get back on track and Marty always had such great determination and attitude. His love for life was evident from the beginning. I will miss him and I am sending hugs and condolences to all of his family and friends.

I, too, knew Marty from Drexel U. We were in the Mind Your Health program. I recall how delighted he was to unlock the formula for successful weight loss then, and how he was always inspirational to the group, three years later. He loved his family, friends and living life. My thoughts are with Marty's family at this time. He will be missed.

I'am in shock that Marty passed away and even sadder that I'am just finding outfMarty was my cousin  And although we were not close he was the first to marry have children when we would see each other not very often. It was as if time did not pass . I will always have fond memories growing up with all my cousins Rest in peace

I have some fond childhood memories of my brother Marty. Being much older than me, he was already out of the house when I was born. My relationship with him and my sister-in-law, Tina, were more like that of an Aunt and Uncle. I always looked forward to seeing them and got excited when I knew they were coming. I was the flower girl at their wedding, and Marty would always laugh when he told the story of how I laid each petal down, one at a time, as I walked down the aisle. And then picked each one back up and put them back in my basket as I walked back to my seat. I was so happy to be part of their celebration that I guess I wanted to do everything right and clean up after myself. Marty was the one who taught me how to ride a bike, and I remember riding with him on the bike path. When I was in a difficult situation at home, as a young teenager, he let me come live with him. I remember going out to eat with him at Western Sizzler, The Cheesecake Factory, and various other places. His favorite was the Chinese buffet. I remember the fun time that he, Josh, and I had going to the Taphouse, and visiting Charlie's Island where we rode on top of the train, went kayaking, and ate yummy food. That was a great day! We had our ups and downs, over the years, and I'm sorry we couldn't always see things eye to eye. Unfortunately we parted ways a few years ago, and I feel sad that we couldn't find a way to reconcile our differences. I send love and light to his spirit and hope he is resting in peace.

Dearest Big Brother Marty, 
I flew in from Israel and tried and tried to no avail to get to your memorial service that was so beautifully planned by your loving children, Sharon and Josh. 
You were blessed with an interesting life. From Broolyn boy to Green Baret to nuclear engineer, sailing all the way.
You married a spectacular woman Tina (& you two were the first shidduch that I made!). What a loving wife and amazing mother, and she still is.
You were blessed with children and grandchildren, those you knew and those who will be born in the future, your living memorials. And did you ever love them. I don't remember your being more proud of anything than who your children have become.
We four siblings were always and in many ways quite different, I'd say, polar opposites. Looking back, you, the oldest and unwavering, as is true of true magnetic North; so Mitch the younger, warmer South; Lisa the West--and here she is in California; and me the East, now having lived most of my life in Israel --and waiting for you to follow Sharon and visit us. 
Yet, while each of us, and all of us have gone our separate ways, like we each are meant to do, I know that you yearned for us to become closer, to know that, no matter how tumultuous our paths have been, that we are connected at a warm vibrant center, heart and soul, and we will always be so, ad infinitum....
I feel as if you are here, Marty. And now you can be in each of our 'nows' a personal and up-front reminder to be the best we could be, and aim for the better, kinder, and more decent.
I love you, my brother, and I know that I am one among many who will remember you and be better for it.
You were blessed to die on Rosh Chodesh Nissan, marking the New Year of the Melakhim, the Kings. While I sit shiva in Berkeley in these next few days, we will gather in minyan in your honor and ilui nishmah--the raising up of your spirit/soul, and so you will have a place of honor at our Pesach celebration, mostly populated by Sandy's family and friends.
Next year in Jerusalem. 
Your loving sister,
Chelley

Thank you Uncle Marty for all your help and for being sensitive and thoughtful.