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Hi I'm Dick Martin

I'm a Mormon. I was in the army and met a Mormon girl and 14 years later I also was a Mormon.

About Me

I am 91 years young now and really enjoy life to the fullest. I lost my wife of 56 years in 1999 and although I miss her terribly I have still remained true to my covenants and go to church each Sunday and try to get the most out of the sermons and classes. I had to give up driving a year ago because my eyes were getting so bad and my reaction time so slow. I have an apartment with my youngest daughter. I go to the senior center one day a week for for penochle and enjoy the companionship of other people my age. My wife and I have six children two of which live out of the state of Washington, the rest live somewhat close. I lost my oldest son to a heart attack 2 years ago. I know that I will see my wife and son again when I leave this world. I go once a year to visit my two sons, one of which lives in Maine and the other in Arizona. I stay no longer than a week at each place as they have things they have to do and I don't wear out my welcome. I love to travel and see new places. I like to go on cruises and have been on several. Alaska is one of my favorite spots. I was born there, but left when I was 6 months old. I've lived the rest of my life in Washington State, except for when I was in the army in WWII. I was stationed in Utah and met my wife there. I have at the last count 26 grandchildren and 41 great grandchildren. My companion is my little (6 pound) dog named Zeke. My kids say I spoil him rotten.

Why I am a Mormon

I was raised as a Christian in a non-denominational church. When I was a child I went to Sunday School. After I got into high school I quit going to church. In WWII I was stationed in Utah at an army hospital and I met my wife at a USO dance. She was standing over in a corner by herself and I asked her to dance. She was the best looking girl there, I far as I was concerned. After dating 4 months, I asked her to marry me. We were married by a Mormon bishop at his house. After 14 years of marriage (and driving my wife and kids to Sunday School every Sunday without attending myself) my second son asked me one Sunday when I was taking them to the temple so we could be sealed together and be a family forever. That got me to thinking what would have to happen for that to be. At that point I started attending Sunday School with the family, but I was a smoker and knew that I would have to quit before I could be baptized (which ended up being the hardest thing that I ever did in my life, but it was worth it because then I could be with my family eternally.) The bishop asked my wife if it would be OK to send missionaries. She told him no because I had already talked to several different young missionaries many times over the years. The Bishop sent an older married couple and they were able to answer my questions. As for why I decided it get baptized, it was time. I have never regretted being baptized and always stood up for The Church.

How I live my faith

I have served in a number of positions in The Church over the years. The best one was Scoutmaster. I enjoy young boys because their minds are open and can be taught. One time we were going on a 5 mile hike and one of my boys showed up in hip waders. I tried to tell him to go home and put on shoes, but like alot of kids his age, he was adamant. They were brand new and his dad told him he could wear them. As the hike progressed, we stopped to rest and he took off the boots. I could see great big blisters all over his heels. I told him he'd be better off finishing the hike barefoot which is what he did. Seven or eight years later, I was pulling into the driveway of my parent's house and a car followed me right in. A handsome young man of 19 or 20 jumped out and ran to my door. It was that same boy. He said "Thank you for teaching me that lesson." It was rewarding to see how that stubborn boy grew into a nice young man. I love to be a Hometeacher. That is where the men of the congregation meet with the families to see how the families are doing and if they need anything The Church could help with. One time, I was assigned to a family that needed lots of help. The parents were mentally disabled and had a hard time keeping track of their finances. Although their income was plenty, they couldn't make ends meet because they were paying huge amounts of money to their bank every month. I took the father to the bank to explain the situation and try to resolve this, but the bank was not helpful. I helped him to close that account and transfer their finances to a credit union that was more understanding. With the help of that credit union, they were able to gain control of their money. They were a very nice couple and I was really happy to be able to help them.