I have so many wonderful
memories of Marty. One of my favorites would have to
be the day he
came running into the house all excited and
out of breath. One of my friends had just called to tell me that she had
seen
Marty at Wegman's and he had stopped a shop lifter! He ran up the stairs a
nd told me to stay exactly where I was,
not to move even an inch. I was so confused, I had no idea what was going on
but he was so excited I just sat there wondering while he ran upstairs to talk
to our
roommates. He was so excited that I remember thinking that there was
camera crew outside and they were going to interview him. Then I thought, maybe
Wegman's was going to give him a
reward for stopping the
shoplifter. Whatever
it was that he was going to tell me it sure was going to be exciting, I could
tell! So I sat there and waited...and finally he came downstairs with my
three roomates and I thought, wow, if he's bringing everybody down here, it must
have been something really
cool! So he walked into the room and stood right in
front
of me. And he said something like,
"Debbie, you are my best friend in the world. You've always been there for me
and I love you more than anything in the world, even computers. You are loyal
to me, you visited me everyday in the hospital and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
(it was a much longer, prettier speach when he said it:) )
And he dropped down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I was in tears! And
of course I said yes! He gave me the ring, it was so beautiful, a claddagh, and
he
explained the meaning of the hands(friendship), the heart(love), and the crown(l
oyalty). It was such a beautiful moment. He called my dad and asked him if he
could have my hand in marriage. He called his parents and every friend we had.
He even called the software room and the ARG room and left messaages on the mach
ines! Pete V was having a movie night over at his place and we ended up
driving over there, the whole way there he kept leaning out the car window,
shouting, 'I love Debbie!!'. And when we got to Pete's place, in Colony
Manor, he kept opening the door and shouting it too. It was the happiest day of
my life!!
We stayed up all night talking and from that day on he carried a notepad with
him so that everytime he thought of a song he wanted to have played at our
wedding he could write it down before he forgot. As we laid there talking, Marty took out the receipt for the ring he had given me. He told me that he loved m
e and that he knew for sure that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me
and that there was no way he would ever take the ring back, and just to prove it, he ate the receipt!