Marvin Wiltshire

Our father Martin Wiltshire served in Vietnam and carried those scars with him the rest of his life. Marvin was the youngest of four children of Marty and Judy Wiltshire and I think that he sadly had to witness much of the pain and suffering that our father brought home with him then as a young man and throughout his life. Marvin was born 11/9/1969 in Nuremberg Germany while our father was stationed there.

I believe this caused Marvin to pick up on Dad’s pain and internalize some of the negativity that came along with it. This likely led to Marvin experiencing a lot of suffering and isolation as he modeled what he witnessed from our father who was dealing with PTSD and feelings of abandonment and betrayal having served in a war where our Veterans were not treated with the respect or dignity they deserved for their courageous willingness to stop the spread of communism in a foreign land, only to be derided and degraded publicly instead of welcomed and praised for their selfless service.

My father was incredibly tough and Marvin demonstrated his own iron core when he managed to pick himself up from the gutter where suffering physical and mental health crises along with poverty he was able to rise again and put himself back together. He was so proud to drive his first independently purchased vehicle to see us one last time in 2021, just about a year and a half before he would die. He played his bass for us and I felt the soul of my Brother and his love of music pouring through and I was proud to film him and document the pride that exuded from him as he performed for all of us, during our last dinner together.

Marvin wasn’t perfect and no one including myself is, but he truly loved those who loved him and the money he left me as part of his insurance policy helped me weather my own personal storms with my girlfriend at a time where we were dealing with the aftermath of betrayal and the mass stockholm syndrome of the covid-19 scamdemic.

Sadly it was the damn vaccines that killed my brother. He was misled by the relentless onslaught of propaganda and after defeating so many personal and family demons to rise again a proud and self-reliant man, he was tricked into taking the jab for fear of losing his job and being back on the street again.

I am sorry I have taken so long to pay my respects to you brother. I know you are free of this world and the chaos that dwells here now and I pray you are reunited with our Brother Mark, Our Aunt Sam, Your Mother Judy and our Father Martin again, at peace and surrounded by God’s love.

I’m so proud of you and thankful that you showed such grit, overcoming all that you did to demonstrate your indomitable spirit. I know you even attempted to return to work when you were already experiencing the toxic shock on your organs and had to be turned away as you were turning purple. I consider this a most heroic action and it shows what type of heart and determination you carried within and I am proud to know that in your final days you continued to fight until your last breath.

You make us all proud with your strength and we all miss and love you dearly.

Marvin is survived by my mother Judy Rose Wiltshire, myself Camron Wiltshire, Jim Castor his uncle, his sister Brenda Ginther, brother Dale Wiltshire, cousins Steve and Debbie Castor, the Reigle family including Debra, Dwayne, Stephanie, Chris and Janie who considered Marvin an uncle and loved him as family. I’m very thankful to Debra for being the only one to be able to be by Marvin’s side while he was dying. To my Mother Judy for helping Marvin see his family one last time and for always loving him as a son.

Marvin, thank you again for helping me, thinking of your little brother and setting aside financial assistance that prevented me from becoming homeless in my own time of need. Marvin died on November 11th, 2022, Veteran’s day and I think it was God’s way of honoring his commitment to honoring our father’s service and his own death in the 5th Generational Warfare attack that was the manufactured Covid-19 scamdemic.

Love always Brother, Camron