Dwayne “BULLET” Martin Memorial

Greetings,

 Devin Martin, son of Dwayne Martin, is fundraising to offset the funeral expenses for the heartbreaking death of his father. It’s with great sadness in my heart to share the news that Dwayne Martin was found deceased the same morning as his grandmother’s funeral on Monday, October 18th. Dwayne was a great man who spread laughs and good energy with his family, friends, and anyone he encountered. He will truly be missed. May he Rest In Heavenly Peace. Our deepest thoughts and prayers are with his family, may God bless them.

 
We appreciate your donations to send Dwayne off suitably as he deserves. Even if you can’t donate, please share. Our loving arms of compassion are wrapped around the heartbroken shoulders of the family. Let’s continue to share love to one another❤️



BELOW IS A TIMELINE OF EVENTS FROM BEST FRIEND DINO JULIEN




From: Dino Julien - High School Best Friend 

 

Friday October 15th:  One of my dearest friends Dwayne “Bullet” Martin calls me from North Carolina and says that he will be driving up for the weekend to attend his grandmother's funeral. We plan to see each other when he arrives. He's grieving his grandma, but excited because he wants to introduce me to his son whom I had only seen pictures of.

 

Saturday October 16th:  Bullet calls me from his minivan to let me know that he is pulling into my driveway and that I should come down. He looks good.  He's tired and hungry (for NYC’s Patsy's pizza) because he has just driven up from NC. We embrace and then he directs his offensive lineman sized son, who is sleeping, to wake up and get out of the car to meet me! Big man! He asks if I want to hang that night, but I’m not able to. He tells me that the viewing and the funeral are on Monday, and I ask if it is limited to immediate family and friends (COVID) or can I attend. He says he will let me know! He asks me about going to my church on Sunday, but I tell him that mom and I are still attending virtually.  As we say goodbye, I want to take a picture with him, but I decide to wait till Monday.

 

Sunday October 17th:  We didn't call each other.

 

Monday October 18th:  I call Bullet for funeral information. After ringing for a long time his son answers the phone. He sounds just like his father. I ask him if Bullet is still sleeping. He hesitates. His tone changes and is shaky. Reluctantly, he informs me that his father has passed away. I wasn't sure I heard him correctly. He repeated it. Again, I thought that can't be right. After he said it again all my sentences began with what's and how's. I think I was in shock and we both began to weep.  He says to me that when he saw it was me on his father’s phone, he did not want to answer because he did not want to tell me the tragic news.  He explains to me that they returned home that evening after having a wonderful Sunday that included spending time at Times Square. He said that Bullet was very happy. He said that he went to bed and when he awoke, he found his father slumped over on the floor. Preliminary reports are that Bullet passed away due to a heart attack.

 

Bullet, as usual had planned to visit with Jody, Cindy, Paul and TPerry while he was here. We planned to do that by Tuesday.  He planned to visit with my mother.  I planned to take his family out for a meal.  We planned a lot of things.  We had our plans.

 

This picture was taken the last time he was here.  We drove out to City Island and boarded a boat to go night fishing out on Long Island Sound.  We fished till midnight.  We caught bluefish.  It was very cold!  We had a great night!

 

I am so broken up right now. My heart and my spirit.  If I'm feeling this way, I can't begin to imagine what Dwayne's son is going through after this experience and what Dwayne's Mom is going through, having lost her son on the same day that she was to funeralize her mother. So much pain. It's good to know that God will never despise a broken spirit and a contrite heart. Blessed are they that mourn for they shall be comforted.

 

Please keep Bullet's family in your prayers.