Martin Antonio "Marty" Flores

Marty, 19 years ago, today...
I play guitar much better, piano a little better. Wish that you had more time in this world. Will always miss you, my "most excellent" compadre.

Still shedding a few tears, my special compadre. Keep the piano and guitars tuned and the amps warm. You will always be remembered, my "most excellent" friend.

Marty - hard to believe you've been gone 16 years now. Lily is finishing her sophomore year in high school. She too loves to travel and see the world. She'll be headed to Spain real soon here. God makes a way. About 1.5 years ago, we set up your keyboard and have so enjoyed playing it. Keith says you shadow me when I play. Certainly, I am reminded of you when I do. We miss you, but are so grateful for the time we had with you. You're always in our heart, little bro' aka "handsome".

I thought about you today my Friend! You were one of my first friends here! You welcomed me and I will never forget it. Once we connect musically it was amazing! You were such a talent and I miss you Friend. I will continue to cherish our last song together.

Marty, my good friend, brother in Music and in the Spirit, I think of you often, miss you and will always miss you. I recently performed "Soft Summer Breeze" at a piano recital. I am sure that you would like this Eddie Heyward tune. I am even more sure that you would have performed it better, yes. You were truly a very special person. You will always be in my consciousness. Your R.I.P. and my eventual R.I.P. should be un-raveling a new song, less rest, more of that with amps that can go...

One of my fondest memories is discovering in our senior year that you were still wearing the ID bracelet I shyly gave you nearly 40 years ago, around your birthday in the 8th grade. It had been four years (an eternity in teenager brains). You were wearing it around your ankle in Mrs. Rayburn's class were we sat next to each other and I asked what it said, never imagining it was the one I'd given you. "Don't you remember?" you asked, with that sly grin. I remember, Marty. You are loved.

Marty, my very talented, engaging, always optimistic and hopeful brother in music and in the spirit. Gone too soon, for reasons beyond my limited comprehension. I still think of Marty, still shed a tear... like now, and will remember Marty until my final days.

Marty, you were my brother in music and in the spirit. I think of you every time I hear a young, good pianist. I think of you when I uncover a classic jazz tune. I think of you when I make a little progress on a tune. "Soft Summer Breeze" - you would like that one, I feel certain. I will, in this life, forever miss you but will always remember you, my good compadre. Gone Too Soon.

B. V. Scott

May 20th came and went, but Marty you will never be forgotten. December 15, 1969 was when you were born and brightened our lives. For 36 years you shined brightly and affected many others with your love, wit and personality. We came across some of your artwork, and letters we had pulled together shortly after your passing. I thought it was timely that it just so happened to be about this same time of the year. Edith came by and remarked how our home is filled with many remembrances of...