Uncle Rick was a big kid in an adult body. He was always like that for as long as I can remember. He grew up with some hard knocks as a kid. Rick was born to Leonard Sherman Martinsen and his wife Roma Mae Miller. His father was a merchant marine and was at sea most of the time. His mom had tuberculosis and was in a sanitarium, for a long period of his childhood. He and his older brothers Leonard (deceased) and Robert (deceased) were shuffled around to various group homes and such. Their childhood was not the best but they made it and each went on to successfully raise a family. Upon exiting the sanitarium, their mom divorced their father and married fellow TB survivor Tom Mulligan. Tom raised the 3 boys as his own. God bless Gpa Tom. He taught the boys a trade, tile setting. None of them stayed a tile setter but they all knew how to do it successfully.
Rick worked with his brother Bob as a plumber for many years. At his funeral it was obvious that Rick had made an impact on so many people. He would arrive at your house to fix a plumbing problem and would become your friend. One person that stood out as people got up to speak about him stands out in my mind. She said that she was putting together a bike and was having a real time of it. Rick had come by to fix something and saw what she was trying to do and stayed and put the whole bike together.
I was also reminded of him playing tricks. One was that when he would arrive at your house he would knock on your door and then hold the doorknob so you couldn't open the door. he had done that few times over the years and then years had passed and at the service someone recounted how he did that and I thought... oh my gosh... I remember him doing that! Apparently he did it to everyone. LOL
Uncle Rick was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors did what they could to help him and then his family made him as comfortable as they could. I miss Uncle Rick. After my own dad (Bob) died I would have really long phone calls with Rick and we would talk about anything and everything and laugh and laugh. I think he learned early on that it was important to laugh and it was better to laugh than to cry over things.
Uncle Rick was survived by his ex-wife Pat, who would follow him soon enough, his three girls, Kathy, Karen and Kim, grandchildren Jennifer, Steven, and Alison, and Great grandchildren; Sal, Anthony, Andrew, Brionna, and Nathen.
Rick worked with his brother Bob as a plumber for many years. At his funeral it was obvious that Rick had made an impact on so many people. He would arrive at your house to fix a plumbing problem and would become your friend. One person that stood out as people got up to speak about him stands out in my mind. She said that she was putting together a bike and was having a real time of it. Rick had come by to fix something and saw what she was trying to do and stayed and put the whole bike together.
I was also reminded of him playing tricks. One was that when he would arrive at your house he would knock on your door and then hold the doorknob so you couldn't open the door. he had done that few times over the years and then years had passed and at the service someone recounted how he did that and I thought... oh my gosh... I remember him doing that! Apparently he did it to everyone. LOL
Uncle Rick was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors did what they could to help him and then his family made him as comfortable as they could. I miss Uncle Rick. After my own dad (Bob) died I would have really long phone calls with Rick and we would talk about anything and everything and laugh and laugh. I think he learned early on that it was important to laugh and it was better to laugh than to cry over things.
Uncle Rick was survived by his ex-wife Pat, who would follow him soon enough, his three girls, Kathy, Karen and Kim, grandchildren Jennifer, Steven, and Alison, and Great grandchildren; Sal, Anthony, Andrew, Brionna, and Nathen.
Uncle Rick was a big kid in an adult body. He was always like that for as long as I can remember. He grew up with some hard knocks as a kid. Rick was born to Leonard Sherman Martinsen and his wife Roma Mae Miller. His father was a merchant marine and was at sea most of the time. His mom had tuberculosis and was in a sanitarium, for a long period of his childhood. He and his older brothers Leonard (deceased) and Robert (deceased) were shuffled around to various group homes and such. Their childhood was not the best but they made it and each went on to successfully raise a family. Upon exiting the sanitarium, their mom divorced their father and married fellow TB survivor Tom Mulligan. Tom raised the 3 boys as his own. God bless Gpa Tom. He taught the boys a trade, tile setting. None of them stayed a tile setter but they all knew how to do it successfully.
Rick worked with his brother Bob as a plumber for many years. At his funeral it was obvious that Rick had made an impact on so many people. He would arrive at your house to fix a plumbing problem and would become your friend. One person that stood out as people got up to speak about him stands out in my mind. She said that she was putting together a bike and was having a real time of it. Rick had come by to fix something and saw what she was trying to do and stayed and put the whole bike together.
I was also reminded of him playing tricks. One was that when he would arrive at your house he would knock on your door and then hold the doorknob so you couldn't open the door. he had done that few times over the years and then years had passed and at the service someone recounted how he did that and I thought... oh my gosh... I remember him doing that! Apparently he did it to everyone. LOL
Uncle Rick was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors did what they could to help him and then his family made him as comfortable as they could. I miss Uncle Rick. After my own dad (Bob) died I would have really long phone calls with Rick and we would talk about anything and everything and laugh and laugh. I think he learned early on that it was important to laugh and it was better to laugh than to cry over things.
Uncle Rick was survived by his ex-wife Pat, who would follow him soon enough, his three girls, Kathy, Karen and Kim, grandchildren Jennifer, Steven, and Alison, and Great grandchildren; Sal, Anthony, Andrew, Brionna, and Nathen.
Rick worked with his brother Bob as a plumber for many years. At his funeral it was obvious that Rick had made an impact on so many people. He would arrive at your house to fix a plumbing problem and would become your friend. One person that stood out as people got up to speak about him stands out in my mind. She said that she was putting together a bike and was having a real time of it. Rick had come by to fix something and saw what she was trying to do and stayed and put the whole bike together.
I was also reminded of him playing tricks. One was that when he would arrive at your house he would knock on your door and then hold the doorknob so you couldn't open the door. he had done that few times over the years and then years had passed and at the service someone recounted how he did that and I thought... oh my gosh... I remember him doing that! Apparently he did it to everyone. LOL
Uncle Rick was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors did what they could to help him and then his family made him as comfortable as they could. I miss Uncle Rick. After my own dad (Bob) died I would have really long phone calls with Rick and we would talk about anything and everything and laugh and laugh. I think he learned early on that it was important to laugh and it was better to laugh than to cry over things.
Uncle Rick was survived by his ex-wife Pat, who would follow him soon enough, his three girls, Kathy, Karen and Kim, grandchildren Jennifer, Steven, and Alison, and Great grandchildren; Sal, Anthony, Andrew, Brionna, and Nathen.
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