Becky Jean Martin

Becky came into my life when I was 5 years old and never dared to look back. We all hopped on to the rollercoaster that my Dad invited us on and it ended up being more fun than one might care to admit. We had tough times, as all families will but flowers grow in the valley and she cultivated quite the garden of wildflowers. Dad spoke of and mined for Becky´s Heart of Gold and it was his mission to show us and share with us those gold nuggets he found. While they may have been buried...