Uncle Earn was a jolly, kind man. I’ve spent many days at the Martin household growing up, and you could count on Earn to make you smile/laugh. From scaring us with his teeth to telling us stories about playing the “dutch boy” for my mom and her sisters, he was always in the mood to smile. Trux Street will never be the same, not being able to wave or beep at Uncle Earn. He has left lasting memories with me as with so many in the family and community.
Love you all
Kim
