MARTY GMEINER

Marty was a winner, from Day one. We met my freshman year in High School and met formally at an open house in Ravinia. Our Dates were best friends and Marty and I sat in the back of a convertible drinking beers and exchanging real stories about our personal lives. For some reason, we just connected and throughout our lives, we always communicated. his choice of buddies was his, some I did not care for but we still managed to have a personal bond that felt unique. I remember distinctly when I lived in Sausalito he called about a business matter with his shell enterprises and we talked for about 2 hours and he hung up thanking me for sharing my thoughts with him.

He called me every year inviting me to the Reunions and I never had the inclination to attend, but the thought of him calling me was classic Marty.  When I received my Diagnosis of Pulmonary Hypertension and was told it was always fatal I called him and of all the calls I have had his life wisdom stuck with me, especially through some dark days.

This insidious Disease gives me 4-6 months to live, but I have heard that for the past 2 years. I told Marty that along with a few other parallels, we laughed our asses off.

When I read this my eyes welled up 2-3 times that day, I wish we could go back and spend time with people who truly mattered, I would Meet Marty at a reunion.

God Bless Marty and all who loved him like I did and still do.