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How could I ever forget Marty! A lifelong friend. My best to family and friends. How we all loved Marty and Ann.
Betty Scholl Lombardo
January 10, 2023


Weymouth, Massachusetts
Age 75, of No. Weymouth and Marco Island, FL, Jan. 15, 2006. Beloved husband of Ann (Tangherlini) Barnes. Loving father of Martin E. Barnes and his wife Lynne of Weymouth, John R. Barnes of Hull, Laurie Barnes of Quincy, Joanne Tanguay and her husband Brian of Weymouth and Andrea Esposito of...
Read MoreHow could I ever forget Marty! A lifelong friend. My best to family and friends. How we all loved Marty and Ann.
Betty Scholl Lombardo
January 10, 2023
Marty was one of the BEST friends I ever had!
Semper-Fi Marty!
Sgt. Dave Johns U.S.M.C.
Dave Johns
January 22, 2020 | Harrison Twp.,, MI | Friend
Great person and fond memories.
Harry & Rose Scott
January 12, 2020 | Marco Island, FL | Friend

Dominick's Christmas show with the Wysoki's 12/05
January 15, 2007

Laurie & Dad at Thanksgiving 11/05
January 15, 2007

Frankie's Thanksgiving Show 11/05
January 15, 2007
Dad,
As this year anniversary approaches, I just want you to know that I really miss having you in my life. Everyday I try to make you proud by keeping your memory alive with the boys and always talking about the things you loved and did. You were always my biggest fan and stood by me no matter what I did. I drew a lot of my strength from you and always felt that I could get through anything. I hope that someday I will have the strength that you had and be able to deal with all lifes...
Andrea Esposito
January 11, 2007 | Weymouth, MA
Marty will always be on my mind, what a great friend.When my time comes to leave, Marty will be the one of the first that I will look up.
SEMPER-FI
Dave Johns
January 11, 2007 | Bonita Springs, FL
In Memory of Dad, Martin E Barnes Jr. I think the gentle soul of him Goes softly in some garden place, With the old smile time may not dim upon his face. He who was lover of the Spring, With love that never quite forgets, Surely sees roses blossoming And violets. Now that his day of toil is through, I love to think he sits at ease, With some old volume that he knew upon his knees. Watching, perhaps, with quiet eyes The clouds' drifting argosy; Or twilight opening flower-wise On land...
Joanne Tanguy
February 10, 2006 | Weymouth, MA