My Brother Marty
by Pam Goff
October 5th, 2005 I lost my older brother; the only person in my life that I could count on supporting me; unconditionally. He passed away at the age of 44 on the side of a beautiful mountain during a hunting trip with family surrounding him. I have mourned for my brother for almost 8 years. I think about him every single day and I miss him as much today as I did the day it happened. He was a wonderful son, brother, husband and Dad. He impacted so many lives. I will never understand why god took him so young.
Until we meet again, I love and miss you until it's painful. I'll never stop keeping your memory alive.