Dave Martinson has been part of my life for many, many years, though I can think of only two times I’ve stood next to him. Today makes three times. He’s been married to Sue more than thirty years, but I just met her for the first time. (She is a delight, and I’m not just saying the expected thing.)
Thanks to our annual Christmas greeting exchange, we’ve stayed connected through the 21 years I’ve been a Macy. When I learned Dave and Sue would be in the Portland area I jumped at an invitation to meet them for lunch. We had a lot of catching to do!
Dave and my first Paul were close friends throughout junior high and high school. They met at church, established instant friendship, and took on each other’s parents as their own. When they got old enough to take on responsibility, they cleaned the church on Saturdays together.
You can tell they were committed to excellence.
In 1993, Dave demonstrated how much his friendship with Paul meant to him when he traveled all the way from California to Michigan to attend Paul’s celebration of life.
It was a total surprise when he showed up at the church.
Of course I carried with me the book about Paul I made for my kids about four years ago, because Dave is in it! He and Sue enjoyed reliving some of Dave and Paul’s history. Mauri did too, in case you were worried about him being left out. We actually talked much more about who we are now than the days of old.
There’s no way to express how good it was to spend a few hours with the Martinsons. We’ll just add it to the many things we’re thankful for this week of giving thanks.
Just one more picture before waving farewell. I hope we don’t let another 21 years pass before seeing these dear ones again.