Hazel Martin

My deepest sympathies to Miss Martin's family. I remember French classes in that little house on the side of Cheyenne High - I went on to get degrees in French and Spanish, inspired by her teaching, and the benefits of that education continue today. Thank you!

Thank you Miss Martin for instilling in me a love for learning. Did not do to well with Latin but I quickly switched to Spanish and loved it. You were the greatest!!! (class of 1957)

Ah, Miss Martin, I was one of your frustrations -- a student who did not apply himself -- until later in life. But, when I finally did reach for the potential you said I had, I became someone I hope you would have been proud of (I mean, I hope I became someone of whom you would have been proud!)

May you, Miss Martin, rest in the dignified peace you so richly deserve.

I am one of thousands of students who took French from Miss Martin at Cheyenne Mountain, but what she really taught me was love of scholarship and commitment to learning. Along with many others, I assume, I had long since thought she had left us. I would liked to have told her how much she meant to me and how many times I thought of her during my life. Miss Martin: My French is still not very good, but whatever I have achieved in life could to a very large degree be credited to the ideals...

My sympathy to the faily. I met Ms. Martin once when she visited Victor for a class reunion for my Mother and her friends. My Grandmother and Momma and her brothers always had spoke fondly of Ms.Martin and admired her and respected her as a teacher She taught the 4 Musser children and the oldest passed one week after he graduated Valedictorian of his class. Ms. Martin enjoyed many meals at my Grandmother's restaurant in Victor - the Gold Belt Lunch Room. I wished we had known that she was...