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A friend has sent me this photo of Martin and me....

Hawk Mountain

...taken at the top of a smallish mountain, not far from our Maine farm. Martin, in his younger years, had climbed many of the New England mountains, and skiied Tuckerman's Ravine, the mecca for stalwart and sturdy skiiers... But though those days had passed, he still enjoyed the outdoors and these small treks to places where we could look down on lakes and sky and beyond.

Our trips over the years had often been to places where the scenery was monumental—the African grasslands; the fjords of Norway; the blue-gray splendor of Antarctica. While I remembered Austria for the cafes and strudel mit schlag...he remembered the bright yellow fields of wild mustard. When we bought the farm in Maine I lamented briefly that it wasn't on the coast, that we couldn't watch the ocean and its changes minute to minute---but he pointed out the sky, so vast across our hilly meadow, and how it changed in the same way.

Friends and family will gather on June 12th to say our goodbyes, through some favorite readings and some rememembered anecdotes...and music, of course; Martin's life centered around music.

Then I will head to Maine and settle into some neglected work. The book that I had hoped to finish by June 1st —and couldn't, when Martin's illness intervened—will come back to life (I hope) and maybe the delay will have been good for it: a chance for some re-thinking.

Obit Martin

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Portia Pennington Monday, 29 November 1999

Bless you. Thinking of you, in the rain, with the music, with your memories.

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Sally Bender Monday, 29 November 1999

Our family did the same thing eight and a half years ago when we lost my husband and Erin and Bret's beloved Dad. Music was so much a part of our family road trips, of bits of humor as he always made up his own words if he couldn't remember them and a connection through us to the people who attended the memorial service. I still listen to those songs often: sometimes with tears, often with a smile and always with wonderful memories of a terrific father and husband. So much connects us and keeps our loved ones forever in our hearts.

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Shawnie Monday, 29 November 1999

Last week I had an hour between leaving work and meeting people for dinner, so I browsed around a bookstore. I opened a collection of Alice stories by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor and found it was dedicated to Martin Small. I assume this must be your Martin- I think I've read before that you and Phyllis are friends. Anyway, I thought of you, and wanted to let you know.

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Lois Lowry Monday, 29 November 1999

Yes, that was "my" Martin. That was a book with some references to chamber music in it, and he acted as her advisor since that was his field of expertise. Another of Phyllis's books..I think it was called "Blizzard"...has my brother, a doctor, listed in the acknowledgements, because he helped her out with some medical information. And my book called "The Silent Boy" acknowledges Phyllis, because the book is illustrated with old photos, and one came from her family.
I'm glad you reminded me of all of this!

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