Friday, December 14, 2018
Wendy, Dillon,
Words can't express the loss I feel with the passing of my Cousin Marty.
Marty and I have shared so many good times and challenging times together over the past 58+ years. We knew each other well , so well , we could laugh , smile , cry , argue , debate, and no matter what, we always had respect for each other and came together on common ground. We respected each other.
Back 70's and early 80's we enjoyed the disco, and funk night life scene, and often had some great times. Marty always told the story of me picking him up after my Hamilton West baseball game and heading straight for the Philadelphia Civic Center to see Booty's Rubber Band, the Brides of Funkenstein, Fred Wesley and the Horny Horns and a cast of other bands. This was an unforgettable concert and I'm glad he and I shared this experience when were 17 years old. We both enjoyed our music.
Over the years, whenever we worked on projects together we both would share our ideas with each other , and many times we initially had opposite approaches or disagreed on an approach, but in the end we talked it out , sketched it out and always came together on a good solution we were both proud off. We did things right. This is why I always say we were like brothers because we knew what each other was thinking.
Love
Cousin Steve
