John David "Coach" MARTIN Sr.

My memories of St. Cyrils's are of wonderful people, friends, and an excellent Christian education. Coach Martin was a big part of the St. Cyril's experience.I wasn't very good at sports. I would have quit hadn't my Mom kept me going. Mostly, I would have to explain to Coach why I quit. I received my fair share of those monster sneakers he wore. I won't forget the night of the awards ceremony when Coach presented me the most improved trophy. No words to say how proud I was. Coach Martin...

COACH MARTIN ALWAYS HAD TIME TO SAY HI HE JUST SEEMED TO ALWAYS HAVE TIME FOR OTHERS. I NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO WORK FOR HIM BUT MAYBE IN ANOTHER LIFE.GOD BLESS JOB WELL DONE.

I will miss seeing him in the store and his warm hugs! My thoughts and prayers are with you all! XOXO Mandy Nagore :)

So very sorry to hear- many fond memories of the Martin family as I was growing up. Condolences to the entire family.

Ed and Sunny Doran

We have fond memories of Coach Martin from living down the street from the Martins, to purchasing an old truck from him in the late 1960s, him paying a tribute at Don Vosberg's funeral mass, and his continued love and friendship. He was a great man.

May your memories get you through this tough time. Blessings to all of you.

David Tramp, Patty Vosberg Pope, Christy Tramp-Erickson, DJ Tramp, Cindy Tramp-Franks, Don Tramp and families

Coach Martin, Was a wonderful man to know. He was a great husband, Father, grandfather and great great grandfather, best friend. But most importantly, He was a man to look up to. Coach was a coach to me, and my siblings. Mr.Martin and his children, grew up with my siblings and myself. If I had one word to describe Coach, it would be INSPIRATION. When my father died, Coach and Mrs. Martin , came to see him, and Coach started to cry and I was standing next to him. he looked down at me and said...

I just returned from "Big Johns" funeral mass. Throughout the beautiful service, I kept looking at the packed house, standing room only, and thought of Jeff's words: "My Dad speaks for himself"...so too the legions of his admirers. Count myself front and center. I remember John's size 13 Converse sneaker motivations throughout my Junior High years at St. Cyril's. I never played for him, but was in his P.E. class.
Later after high school, I returned and coached at the school for 9...