Adolph Martinez was an easy guy not to notice. I lived next to him in a lower middle class apartment on 2nd street, not to far from Cahoon. My dad built a teepee when Adolph was there. It was made from a left-over parachute from WWII, and it was huge. It had white and orange panels. Maybe some of you remember seeing it as you drove by.
First , Adolph was probably not a poplular name, but his family didn't worry about it. He had a sister whose name I forget. Adolph was quiet, and unassuming. Unlike myself, he never tried to fit into the poplular crowds. He wasn't a badass, no Johnny Serrano, just a guy. A good guy. You wouldn't find him in a fight, he wouldn't have been worth the effort. On a good day he looked Spanish, light skinned, understated, but always respectful. On others he resembled "Deputy Dawg". His face hung a bit, as did his gut.
He was always in good humor. He was as out of the loop as you could get, and I would bet my ass no one remembers him. But I do. He had a sort of pride and humility that has powered most of the good people in history. He was a Mexican American.
He didn't know about gangs, allegencies, pistols, beer, or impressing the girls, and was, in that respect, the model of class. He was a decent, unaffected, human being, that rarest of individuals.
Stormy...er...Hal, I remember Adolph and yes, he was polite and quiet but always had a smile for me when I greeted him. You just had to be the first one to speak and then he would "talk." M...
Hal Hill
Adolph Martinez was an easy guy not to notice. I lived next to him in a lower middle class apartment on 2nd street, not to far from Cahoon. My dad built a teepee when Adolph was there. It was made from a left-over parachute from WWII, and it was huge. It had white and orange panels. Maybe some of you remember seeing it as you drove by.
First , Adolph was probably not a poplular name, but his family didn't worry about it. He had a sister whose name I forget. Adolph was quiet, and unassuming. Unlike myself, he never tried to fit into the poplular crowds. He wasn't a badass, no Johnny Serrano, just a guy. A good guy. You wouldn't find him in a fight, he wouldn't have been worth the effort. On a good day he looked Spanish, light skinned, understated, but always respectful. On others he resembled "Deputy Dawg". His face hung a bit, as did his gut.
He was always in good humor. He was as out of the loop as you could get, and I would bet my ass no one remembers him. But I do. He had a sort of pride and humility that has powered most of the good people in history. He was a Mexican American.
He didn't know about gangs, allegencies, pistols, beer, or impressing the girls, and was, in that respect, the model of class. He was a decent, unaffected, human being, that rarest of individuals.
Rest in peace my friend.
Hal Hill
Margaret Elizabeth Nichols (Kuenzler)
Stormy...er...Hal, I remember Adolph and yes, he was polite and quiet but always had a smile for me when I greeted him. You just had to be the first one to speak and then he would "talk." M...
Sally Katherine Treat (McKay)
What a wonderful tribute to your friend! Thanks for sharing.
Robin E. Lostetter
Hal, I remember Adolph. You describe him well. I always liked him - a quiet, good guy.