During my visits to the Cancer Centre for treatments and check ups, I met a woman who is the sister to the wife of a man my husband works with. I met her multiple times and we talked about many things. We shared laughter. We shared our concerns of what the future would hold for us. We shared momentary triumphs and celebrated them in our brief encounters. I was very saddened today to learn that she passed away a few weeks ago. I have cried today for the life of a woman that was cut way too short. She was so vibrant and funny. I am angry today. I'm angry because this disease called cancer has taken too many people in my life over the years. Of all the people I have known who had cancer, more have died than who have survived. This makes me feel very fortunate and reminds me to live each day to the fullest but it also makes me grieve for friends and relatives that didn't win the battle. So I'm acknowledging these emotions. They run very deep for me today. I WILL NOT linger in them and let them steal the blessings of today away from me.
Thanks for letting me share and now here is a heart-warming (at least for me) glimpse of my great uncle, Uncle Russell.
Lieutenant James
Russell Martin
The children all attended an 1873 stone one-room schoolhouse
located near their home. Russell was a brilliant student. In order for Russell
to attend high school in Meaford, Ontario, Canada, William and Eliza had to pay
room and board for him as the school was too far from home by horse and buggy
or, in winter, when the roads were not plowed, by horse and cutter. During the
depression era when few people could afford to attend high school, he not only
completed Grade 13 but he was the top student at the Meaford High School. He
was also a Captain in the Meaford High School Cadet Corps. As was common at the
time, all the children, including Russell, spent many back-breaking hours
helping out in the fields on the farm during a time when there was no
electricity and cars were not in common use. All the boys helped with ploughing,
planting, rock-picking, weeding and harvesting on hot afternoons although in
that area there was often a slight breeze to help cool down the sweat-soaked
men and boys. Russell was full of life
and always had a twinkle in his eye. He saw humour in every situation. He was
quick-witted and brought fun and life to everyone around him. There were enough
children in the Martin family that they would get together in the field near
the house and play baseball. Fishing was also a favourite pastime that William
passed along to his children. Laughter was often heard as Russell would pull
harmless pranks and then be the recipient of harmless pranks in return. The
Martin family was very close-knit. Russell was also an adventuresome person and
was very similar to his sister, Bessie, in this regard. Russell had no interest
in continuing the family tradition of farming and he could not wait to
experience the world off the farm. Due to his keen mind, his father worked
extra jobs brick laying in addition to farming so that Russell could go to
university. He enrolled at Queens University in Kingston, Ontario, Canada to
study Mining Engineering in 1936. He graduated
with a Bachelor of Science in Mining Engineering (B.Sc.) in 1940. He returned
home for Christmas break in December 1939. His family was excited to see him
and they all gathered at the family farm with Russell’s brother in-laws and his
new nieces and nephew. Everyone brought contributions of food to add to the
long tables set with tablecloths and filled with lots of food and jellies.
Russell caught two rabbits to add to the table of food. After the Christmas Day
feast which also included a stuffed goose, the Christmas candles on the
Christmas tree in the living room were lit and the whole family gathered around
the piano to sing Christmas carols. Russell’s mother, Eliza Martin, played the
piano and was accompanied by Russell’s father, William Martin, who played the
violin. All of the Martin clan had good singing voices.
The parents, William and Eliza, celebrated Russell’s visit
home when a formal family picture was taken on December 28, 1939 at a
photographer’s studio in Meaford. Front Row (Left to Right): Willie Martin,
William Martin (father), Eliza Martin (mother), Arthur Martin. Middle Row (L to
R): Dave Martin, Russell Martin, Margaret (Martin) Crosskill. Last Row (L to
R): Mary Martin, Bessie (Martin) Shields. This was the last family picture ever
taken and continues to be a treasure that is shared with the following
generations in the family.
While at university, Russell met a girl from Sydenham, a
village north of Kingston, who matched his wit, humour and zest for life. They
were a perfect match! On November 6, 1940, Russell married Erma Leonard in Pembroke,
Ontario.
After the wedding, he called his parents, William and Eliza
Martin, to inform them of his marriage and he sent wedding announcements (not
invitations) out to family the day before the wedding. His parents were hurt
but were happy to hear he had got married in Calvin United Church. The whole
family continued to adore Russell, forgave him and warmly welcomed him and his
young wife whenever they came to Bognor to visit.
The family were so full of love for Russell and Erma that
when Russell shipped out in July 1943 for England, the family had Erma visit in
August 1943 and took her on a warm, summer’s day to Harrison’s Park (which is
still there today) in Owen Sound for a picnic and then they stayed to listen to
a band concert in the outdoor band shell. While Russell was in Pembroke, he was
the assistant engineer of the camp with the civil service commission. He held
this position for one year. On October
2, 1941, he enlisted in the Army and due to his university schooling he was
commissioned as a Second Lieutenant. According to his military record, he was 5
feet, 11 inches and 147 pounds. This would make him appear long and lanky which
is still a Martin characteristic today. While waiting in the line at the
recruitment centre in Toronto, Ontario, Russell Martin met another young man waiting
to enlist named Russell Kennedy. Russ Kennedy was also an engineer who had
studied at Queens University although they did not know each other as Russ
Kennedy was a year behind Russell Martin. Due to their very similar
personalities, a close friendship was forged as they went to Brockville,
Ontario, Canada for training at the Officer Training Centre. The two men completed their training and
moved to the Royal Canadian Engineers training site at Petawawa Training Centre
in Petawawa, Ontario. Russell Martin, now known as Russ outside his family in
Bognor, and his best friend, Russ Kennedy were assigned together to the
Brockville Officer Training Centre as instructors. This was surely a
disappointment for Russell Martin considering his zest for life. Their
friendship continued to flourish and they were fortunate to be assigned
together to Trois Rivieres (Three Rivers), Quebec, then Sussex, New Brunswick
to join the 23rd Field Company of the Royal Canadian Engineers. This
was the beginning of their true adventures and active participation in the War.
On June 5, 1943, Russell Martin was admitted to the Sussex Military Hospital
with acute tonsillitis until June 14, 1943.
He was then granted sick leave from June 14 to June 19, 1943. Russell
and his friend Russ Kennedy were shipped out to England on July 17, 1943.
According to Russ Kennedy in his book “Boats, Bridges & Valour”, their
commanding officer decided it was too confusing to have two lieutenants named
Russ so Russell Martin became known as “Jimmy” as his full name was James
Russell Martin. Also according to Russ Kennedy in his book “Boats, Bridges
& Valour”, the two friends had some leave together and headed to London
where they eventually found themselves at the dog races. Neither had ever been
to dog races, so Russell Martin eavesdropped on some regular attendees’
discussions and then he and Russ Kennedy placed their bets accordingly. This proved
to earn them $60 in winnings. This is another example of Russell Martin’s
clever intelligence. The two best friends would continue being in the same
company until Russell Martin’s demise in Operation Market Garden/Operation
Berlin. According to a sapper from the 23rd Field Company named Don
Sommerville, Russell Martin’s troops really liked him. He was described as a
“square man” which means he was an all-around man who knew his job well, spoke
well and was well liked. The night of
September 25/26, 1944, Lt. Russell Martin was voluntarily aboard the second
storm boat launched from the south side of the Neder Rhine across from
Oosterbeek. He was going to be the
officer in charge of organizing the evacuating men onto the storm boats from
the north side of the river. According to Don Sommerville, the night was very
dark and black with lots of rain and lightning. Unfortunately, Russell Martin’s
boat received a direct hit by a German mortar and it killed all four men on the
boat (Sapper Leslie Joseph Roherty, Sapper Harold Cecil Magnusson and Corporal
William Daniel Ryan). Don Sommerville was told by someone who saw the boat get
hit, that they saw a bright flash and the boat disappearing. The Martin family consoled
each other when they received word that Russell Martin was listed as Missing in
Action. When they received notice that he was officially declared dead, his
wife, his parents and all his siblings were completely devastated. They could
not talk about Russell for many years after that. Even now, 70 years later,
there are mixed feelings of pride and sorrow amongst the Martin descendants. He was a brilliant young man who was just at
the start of his promising career. The world became a darker place for the
Martin clan on September 25/26, 1944. The 23rd Field Company of the
Royal Canadian Engineers also grieved the loss of Lt. James Russell Martin. As
was their tradition to honour a fallen comrade, they built their next bailey
bridge over the Albert Canal in Belgium and named it the Martin Bridge. It
stood for 40 years before being replaced with a permanent bridge.
Russell earned 6 medals during his military service. He received the Canadian Volunteer Service
Medal and Clasp, the France and Germany Star, the Defence Medal, the 1939-1945
Star, the 1939-1945 War Medal and posthumously, from the Netherlands, The
Bronze Lion, Order of Orange Nassau with Swords. Russell Martin’s younger
brother, Arthur also fought as a rifleman during WWII and before he returned to
Canada, he visited Russell’s grave in Elst Cemetery.
In 1946, Lt. James Russell Martin’s remains were moved and
reburied in Holten Canadian Military Cemetery in Holten, Netherlands. Over the
years, it has been mentioned many times amongst the Martin clan that they
wished they could see Russell’s grave. Russell’s great-niece, Cathy, and her
husband Scott Meyers were the next Martin kin to finally visit Russell Martin’s
grave at Holten Cemetery almost 70 years later in 2014. What an emotional visit that was!! Cathy had
mixed emotions of grief and happiness to finally “meet” Uncle Russell.
