Richard "Rick" Martin
October 17, 1957 – August 29, 2020
Martin, Richard P. (Rick) Age 62 of North St. Paul passed away on Saturday, August, 29. Preceded in death by parents Richard and Jean Martin. Survived by wife Carolann; children Joe (Megan), Angela (Matt), Melanie (Josh). Grandchildren Samantha, Lilly, Brody, Easton, Audrey, Natalie, Paisley. Siblings Steve (Suzanne), Maureen (Dave), Lori (Chris), Paul (Laurel), Lisa (Trish), John (Kate), Tom (Terri) along with many nieces and nephews. Rick served in the US Army. Drove a semi-truck as an over the road driver for over 20 years. He was an avid outdoorsman, felt deeply about his family and traditions and his grandchildren always put a smile on his face. Rick had a big heart and personality. He will be deeply missed by family and friends. A celebration of Rick’s life will be scheduled on a future date.
Celebration of Life to be held at a later date
Richard "Rick" Martin
September 8, 2020
rick all the laughs and memories we will never forget you! You will be missed my freind!
September 7, 2020
Hi from Rick’s Canadian cousins.
We are so sorry to hear of Rick’s passing. We have lots of great memories of Aunt Jean and Uncle Dick bringing the kids up to visit our family in Regina and of us going down to the States to visit there. I remember Rick as a wiry, little kid with a brush cut and lots of energy. As time went on and we all grew up, Dick & Jean and my parents Frank & Lil Degenstein kept up the visits and the news about the families, weddings, grandkids etc. Our condolences to you, Carolann, kids and grandkids.
Leslie & Gerry Perreaux and Aunt Lil
Donna (Woelfel) Bergh
September 3, 2020
Rick was in band with me in high school. He was a great guy! It seemed that he ALWAYS had a big smile on his face, and he had a fun personality to match. Deepest sympathy to all of his family members on your loss.
September 2, 2020
Rick we're gonna miss ya. He always had a smile, always had a story to tell. We had some fantastic times hunting in Bemidji, fishing on Mille lacs, shooting at the gun club.
Gone too soon my friend.
When we meet again Rick, I wanna a big train whistle from ya.