Saturday, August 10, 2019
I remember the first time I met Martin. Charlotte had commandeered him to chauffeur us around Waterloo. Being the sweet man he was, he did it willingly. He was a little quiet and a little shy but so very nice to the complete stranger that I was to him at that time. Later that day, he and Charlotte dropped me back to my university lodgings and I forgot my handbag in the car (I had a habit of doing that!). Martin discovered I had left the handbag in the car and went out of his way to bring it back to me. I will never forget what a kind, generous, thoughtful man he was.
