Minerva L. Martin

I wrote this several years after Min died - and it is still true today - Carrying On - In whatever stage of grief we find ourselves, loss will never fail to color our lives. No matter how recent, or distant, the loss is, we will continue to live within the grief bubble of our ruptured love room. Like a lens that tints every aspect of our lives, grief is a constant window from which we view the world. The older I get, and the further away the loss of my aunt (8 years ago!) - the more I...

As long as we remember them, our ancestors and departed relatives still live in the realm of imagining. Let's remember what a adventurous and vibrant person Aunt Min was. She inspired me to reach high and not accept limitations imposed by family or society. So I became a university professor with a doctorate too! Here's to Aunt Min, my hero and role model. Much love, Lennie (Leonide Martin).

Aunt Min, what a true original you were and are, and such an interesting life you led! I'm so glad you spent 13 months in Lake Charles after Aunt Helen's passing, so Fred and I could spend a lot of time with you. I still remember you telling me we should chew our food 21 times, and the last time I talked to you (at age 100) you told me to brush my teeth and say my prayers every night--a teacher until the end. Enjoy your heavenly reward dear lady--you have certainy earned it! (And thanks to...

Aunt Min, Many fond memories of my childhood days at Hahnville with you, Poopsie and Grandma come to mind. You were an inspiration for intelligence and independence. May your travels in other dimensions be as satisfying as your ventures around this world. Love, Lennie (niece)

Dear Aunt Min -
May flights of Angels take you to your rest.
Much Love & Respect,
your great-niece Kathi aka 'Butterfly'