A neon sign was flashin'
"Welcome, come on in"
It feels so good feelin' good again
  • 63 years old
  • Born on May 2, 1956 in London, United Kingdom.
  • Passed away on October 4, 2019 in Austin, Texas, United States.
In memory of "Big Marty", a beloved husband, adoring father, proud grandad, and loyal friend. Martin lost his long, hard-fought and inspirational battle with cancer on October 4th, 2019, surrounded by his loving family. His presence was larger-than-life, and to know him was to love him. We will never forget you.


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If you would like to make a donation in his name, please consider one of the two organisations that Martin chose: 
  • The Lustgarten Foundation was a constant resource for Martin;
  • Christopher House enabled Martin to exit this world in dignity and comfort; https://www.hospiceaustin.org
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Posted by Lisa Panesar on October 15, 2019
My friend. You took a chance on me as a postroom girl and you saw potential in me. Dell uk was just the 5 of us and so special and grew into a thriving entity thanks to your leadership and friendship that we enjoyed. Im glad i had the opportunity to tell you what a wonderful, trail blasing, innovative person i had the honour to know. "Simply the best" x
Posted by Keith Aitchison on October 14, 2019
October 1974 – 45 years ago- or was it only yesterday?

It started for me in a tower block student hall of residence at Lanchester Polytechnic, Coventry, England. A seat of learning that I’d never heard of before going there.
We formed friendships that we had no idea would last a lifetime and there will be others from that group celebrating Slags life now, as I am, thankful for having been able to be counted amongst his friends.

I had little in common with Martin back then; a temporary home, a common degree course and our love of rugby and most other sports. A Forward and a Back, North and South, Little and Large. Chalk and Cheese .
But like most of us I was drawn to this big, warm, gentle, funny guy who looked like Russ Abbott (a well known UK comedian) and who you just wanted to be with because it made you feel good.

We went on to play rugby for the Poly and Coventry RFC together, shared student houses together for three years and occasionally, between the fun and laughter, attended the library and degree lectures that would somehow later lead to jobs and adult careers and lives.

After Lanch, we all went our separate ways to find those jobs and raise families, and like many close student friendships I would guess, we found it easy to keep in touch infrequently from afar then meet up somewhere, and within minutes it was as if we’d never been apart. As the years passed by, this would happen on visits for rugby matches at Twickenham or at respective weddings or christenings or special birthdays; and Martin was always the same, first with Jan and later with Martina, warm, welcoming and at the centre of the fun. Through good times and difficult he always seemed on top of things and full of the same warmth and good cheer. 

When the Slagters went to Austin, my personal contact became less frequent and was often third hand, but the friendship felt no less strong and when golf later replaced rugby, I looked forward to at least a few days fix of Martin in Ireland on the annual Spring Classic golf trips.
The news of his illness first came after one of these trips, and each successive year of his courageous and inspiring fight have been a matter of wonder. What a man. How we loved and admired him for his strength of character and good humour in the face of such a challenge.

Martin was of course famous as the self appointed prizemaster on those golf trips, and as a result I have what must be one of the most eclectic trophy cabinets in golf , including for example a collection of Bachelors LP’s and a much treasured wood pipe ; being so full of wonderful Martin memories its value has just gone through the roof.

Martin we loved you; we grieve with Martina, Jan, Adam and Luke and all your family and friends . But we will also smile every time we think of you. . Thank you for being our friend.
Rest well.
Keith and Joan xx
Posted by Robert Vallings on October 14, 2019
You and I have never met but I simply wanted to send you my very sincere sympathy at what must be a very sad time for you.
Martin captained Richmond FC from 1983-1986,which was ten years after I stopped playing but I organise an old boys lunch called The Richmond Heavies Simpson's Luncheon Club and Martin was invited to become a member after he gave up playing which,I suppose,must be all of 30 years ago and before he emigrated to Texas.
What he had not appreciated before he left was that there is an automatic fine of £25 for non attendance at each of the two lunches we have in a year.A lesser man would simply not have paid but despite living on the other side of the Atlantic and for the last six years in particular ,having to fight the dreaded cancer,he paid the levy with a religious fervour and his £50 a year contributed massively to the £1000 we raise for the Rugby Club each season.
We next meet on the 22nd November and I can assure you that we will raise a large glass in his memory.We will miss his strength of purpose and the leadership qualities that made him such a respected and admired figure at Richmond.
Next Saturday,19th October,Richmond plays its first home game at The Athletic Ground since we heard the sad news.The current President has requested the Richmond Flag to be at half mast in recognition and memory of Martin.In addition there will be a minute's applause before the Match starts and a page in the Match Programme.
Tina,the thoughts and prayers from all the members of the Richmond Heavies Simpson's Luncheon Club are with you at this very difficult time
Best wishes  Robert Vallings.
Posted by Colin Wheeler on October 13, 2019
Martin - what a guy, what a colossus - such a wonderful person. You invited me to coach with you at Richmond - it was Luke and Conor's first season. All those years ago. I learnt so much about rugby, and more, from you. I'm glad that we stayed in touch - although not often enough - through the years, and it was always good to see you when you managed to get back to the club. Your sincerity, wit and warmth will be greatly missed. Such sad news. Rest in peace Martin.
Posted by Daniel Steppe on October 12, 2019
When my mom was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer last year, a friend recommended we reach out to Martin. We were scared and in way over our heads. All of the new advances with immunotherapy, genetics and clinical trails had us hopeful and confused. We called Martin. He answered every question. He was smart, candid and open about his experiences. He became our touchstone. We often mentioned his name around the house - Martin did this or Martin did that. If I had a questioned, I knew he had the answer. Even though I didn't always ask them, I felt at ease that he was on our team. My mom died in May and she wasn't able to thank him the way we should have. 

I wanted him and now you to know how much he meant to us. He gave us a sense of community and a sense of hope. I want to thank him for being there for us.

I am sorry that he has passed. I know he will be missed by all the people whose lives he touched.
Posted by Elke, Stefan Lossin on October 11, 2019
We are very sad.
Our memories of Martin are related to his kindness, his great sense of humor and his patience, especially with regard to our rather poor English language skills.
Unforgettable are the times we spent with him and Tina in Austin, Las Vegas, Marathon / Texas and Hannover, spent in the Spreewald and most recently on the Steinhuder Meer.
We are lucky to have known Martin.
We will not forget him. Mach’s gut, lieber Freund
Posted by Maggz And William LaValle... on October 10, 2019
Martin was a great friend to many and also a dear friend to William and me.

He showed up and was present whenever asked. He would be there even though I’m sure, at times, he was struggling, particularly in the last year or so. He'd arrive with a smile and never complained. He didn't want to let anyone down.

If there was a project, work related or otherwise, and he could be of value he would offer his expertise with no hesitation. He was generous with his time. Martin had a unique gift of making you feel that he was focused and interested in everything you were saying. If he wasn’t in agreement and knew a better solution, he would masterfully voice his ideas and somehow end up giving you all the credit. He wanted the best outcome for everyone. He truly cared about people. He loved to help. Martin was “real”.

Martin was kind, compassionate, brilliant, courageous, trustworthy, valiant and loving.

He was a devoted son, brother, husband, father and grandfather. 

Martin completed his life on his terms and as he chose to do.

His loss is immensely sad … and his participation in our lives is cause for great celebration.

It is a great honor to be his friend. We loved him. We miss him deeply.
Posted by Jack Newman on October 9, 2019
Smart, Clever, Quick, Kind, Generous with time, wisdom and treasure: Martin we at ATA love you and will miss you.
Posted by Beverly Dale on October 9, 2019
Martin, I hardly knew ye....and yet in the few months I did, I promptly fell hopelessly in love with a guy I knew was one of the magic ones. Thank you for sharing your extraordinary heart and soul with me. 

And for Tina, a favorite poem by Pablo Neruda that may be Martin's message to you. So much love, B

"When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved hands
to pass their freshness over me one more time
to feel the smoothness that changed my destiny.

I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep,
I want for your ears to go on hearing the wind,
for you to smell the sea that we loved together
and for you to go on walking the sand where we walked.

I want for what I love to go on living
and as for you I loved you and sang you above everything,
for that, go on flowering, flowery one,

so that you reach all that my love orders for you,
so that my shadow passes through your hair,
so that they know by this the reason for my song."

Posted by Kathy Bauman on October 9, 2019
Martin was a wonderful gentle loving person. We know him because he is our daughter's father-in-law. We truly have been blessed by knowing him. We thank you for all of the love you have given to our family. We will never forget the great times we shared with him& his family. You will be deeply missed. I'll always remember how Jacob always called you "Big Marty" May peace be with you Martin. Love, Kathy John Kennadi Justin Jacob Bauman
Posted by John Ellett on October 9, 2019
So sorry to hear this news. I worked with Martin during the early Dell days. While I focused on US Marketing, we always had a great relationship trying to figure out how to build a global company. He was one of the good guys!
Posted by Jackie Bunn on October 8, 2019
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry he home
I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Coming for to carry he home
A band of angels coming after me
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
If you get there before I do
Coming for to carry me home
Tell all my friends I'm coming too
Coming for to carry me home

You will be sorely missed Martin. This song always reminds me of you and all the fun times we had especially during our four years at Lanchester Polytechnic. And I know there is one special friend who will be waiting for you as your soul makes its journey. Til we meet again dearest friend, I thank you for all the memories. Jackie
Posted by Sandra Mihill on October 7, 2019
To my friend,
Martin and I played on our first team together when I was six and he was five. This was the story of our friendship for the next 60 years. From varsity rugby, hockey and cricket to college and life after. I do not know why the good die young, but I do know when a life was well lived.
Life is not measured by material gain but by the character of a man. This was not only a man blessed with physical stature, but a man endowed with the heart and personality that would make its mark on all who were ever in his company.
Martin had a unique gift that could span every facet of social life. He had an innate warmth that drew you to him, and yet never overwhelmed those in his company.
He was simply a special man and the lives of all who knew him are a little less bright with his passing. I shall remember him as an all embracing spirit, and know how fortunate I was to have known him for so long.
Sandra and I send our heartfelt thoughts to you and all the family. It was our blessing to know you all.
Posted by Christine Bridgett on October 7, 2019
I have known Martin since he first started Windsor Grammar School as he soon became a great friend of my younger brother, Andrew. He became very much a part of our family and my mum really enjoyed welcoming him into our home and cooking for him after numerous rugby matches.
Throughout life he was such a big hearted fellow, he always had a knack of making whoever he was speaking with feel that they had his sole, undivided attention. A tremendous sense of humour coupled with a great humility - a very rare combination, he was a very special person and I feel honoured to have known him for so long. I am just grateful that Robert and I managed to spend some quality time with him in Aspen this summer. I will always have many beautiful memories which span half a century. Thank you, Martin, for being a part of my life and such a good friend of my brother's. Rest in peace.
Posted by Donna Berber on October 6, 2019
Martin - you are and always be one of a kind. You possessed an innate ability to always make others around you feel special. Your humor, intellect and wit are legendary, your kindness and sensitivity a rare jewel. And all from one so very big. Your enormous tender heart will always be felt by those who knew and loved you. Truly, it was an honor to know you, and always i will keep a place in my heart for ‘big marty’. Rest well dear friend, it just wont be the same without you

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