Albert Yefimov – Tribute

Dear friends,

Mike was an example of Disciple to me. Good to have some one as an example!
He was the Man with Right Attitude to me!
I didnt realize that our connection and friendship might be so short!
And rest of us, please remember how fragile we are all
-Albert

Douglas Wolf – Tribute

(Please see the gallery for new photos courtesy of Douglas Wolf)

IMG_0916 Master Zheng, Mike, Jeff, Doug & Rene 8-13-07smTo all,

I wish to offer my sincere condolences to the family and friends of Michael. I am very saddened and shocked to hear of his sudden death. To my luck and fortune I found Michel on YouTube in my search for links to my late teacher Huang Tzengyu and also other true masters that I could meet and learn from.

I only new him a short time just first meeting him in Beijing. I was amazed by him and the masters there. Even though I only new him for such a short time, I must truly thank him for he has been a profound influence in my life. I will never forget him.

I have some pictures of Michel and some videos I made while in Beijing for the Summer Camp and at a seminar in Seattle. I will send a few of them now and others if you would like.

Sincerely,
Douglas Wolf

Takashi Hayashi – Tribute

When New York friend contacted, i just lost word. you were great fighter, and i will miss you.

I still could not believe about Mike past way, My kung fu brother Pedro sent me e-mail about it. and I know Rosa Mei practice in NYC at Chen, I sometimes practiced with Mike in China town almost 12 or 13 years ago.
Pedro is Pachi quen fighter so they also practice each other. Now I live in Japan, then can’t go to his memorial service.

Sayonara Mike

A True Artist

I had the very great pleasure of knowing Mike for a short time and experiencing his kindness and exceptional martial art skill. This was shocking news as I had only been thrown around a room by him a few weeks ago on a course. A true martial artist in every sense of the word. Sincere condolences to all family and friends.

Mark Mecir – Tribute

my good friend i will miss you,may the lord bless you and look over your family and friends.I remember all those good times playing handball as my partner,and darts we were invincible.I will ride the motorcycle we painted together in your memory, you perservered to be the best, as a friend you will always be that to me.

Tommy Mecir – Tribute

May god bless you always.
You were a great person, humble guy, and a good friend to everyone who knew you till the end. Me and my brother Mark will miss you alot and will always have good memories of the times we played handball and hung out together growing up  in Whitestone. May God reward you in heaven for your pure spirit of love, peace, compassion, loyalty, honor and respect of tradition and all the good things you believed in and helped accomplished to make this world a better place for all those around you any place you went!
Thank you for sharing part of your life with us.
In heartfelt deepest sympathy your friend,
Tommy Mecir

May god bless you always.

You were a great person, humble guy, and a good friend to everyone who knew you till the end. Me and my brother Mark will miss you alot and will always have good memories of the times we played handball and hung out together growing up  in Whitestone. May God reward you in heaven for your pure spirit of love, peace, compassion, loyalty, honor and respect of tradition and all the good things you believed in and helped accomplished to make this world a better place for all those around you any place you went!

Thank you for sharing part of your life with us.

In heartfelt deepest sympathy your friend,

Tommy Mecir

Bizarre Montreal Weekend

From Pat Lawlor:

The Wild weekend in Toronto is OK to post. I was a good boy, however some others were a little less good.

Another little anecdote:
Once Rosa got Mike some plane tickets to Montreal as a gift but they had nowhere to stay. Sifu called Victoria and I and asked if we could help out. I called about a thousand hotels, but you see, it was Grand Prix weekend and everything from Plattsburg NY to Trois Rivieres was booked solid. Some receptionists even laughed at me. That’s why there was nowhere to stay.
Victoria stepped up and got her father to put them up and I met them at the airport. Mike followed me in a rental to Victoria’s father’s house but there was no one home. After pounding on the door and windows, we left. Mike and Rosa went downtown and I went home to see if I could do anything else. My wife and I agreed that they could stay at our house so we cleaned up (three teenagers worth of mess) and I called Victoria. Apparently her father is hard of hearing and refuses to wear his hearing aid. He was, in fact, home but couldn’t hear us knocking.
Anyway, later in the evening I got a call from Mike. He was somewhere in Montreal and wanted to know how to get back to my place.  It’s very difficult understanding french street signs pronounced with a New Yawk accent. I eventually had to get him to spell the street name.
One of my daughters and I jumped in the car and went to find them somewhere off St Denis. There were throngs of people. I had to double park and run over to them to get them get them to watch for my car and follow mw home. Mike was never frantic and totally calm. Most people I know would have paniced. He and Rosa stayed at my house for a couple of days and my daughter guided them back over the Champlain bridge towards the airport for their flight home on Monday.

If Rosa remembers this, it would be put down as a very bizarre weekend for them.

My wife remembers that weekend and she also was saddened by Mike’s passing.

Tony Marden – Tribute

Me and Mike went to 8 years of grammar school together in Holy Trinity. Me and Mike were always the 2 shortest ones in the class, and sure enough the teachers all loved the size order alignment. So I am the one usually next to mike in the class photos, holding the sign with him in front. Me and mike were buddies. he had a great sense of humor. I remember very clearly, I was always envious of Mike’s lunch. I usually had BP&J which i hated and Mike would have fried salami or fried bolgna on toast  sandwiches. We always thought what a great Mom he must have had to go through that effort every day. He would usually give up half to anyone who stared long enough with a drooling mouth. You will be missed pal. Rest in Peace. your old friend, Tony M.

Me and Mike went to 8 years of grammar school together in Holy Trinity. Me and Mike were always the 2 shortest ones in the class, and sure enough the teachers all loved the size order alignment. So I am the one usually next to mike in the class photos, holding the sign with him in front. Me and mike were buddies. he had a great sense of humor. I remember very clearly, I was always envious of Mike’s lunch. I usually had BP&J which i hated and Mike would have fried salami or fried bolgna on toast  sandwiches. We always thought what a great Mom he must have had to go through that effort every day. He would usually give up half to anyone who stared long enough with a drooling mouth. You will be missed pal. Rest in Peace. your old friend, Tony M.

Rosa Tribute

St. Albert’s Beach, Belgium – 2006 Mike and Lil Nemo

Go softly, gentle warrior. My partner, my rock, my Hommie. You taught me how to laugh and see light in darkness. Mike had Wolff-Parkinson White Syndrome, which caused tachycardia. He always laughed and said, “I have a wolf in my heart,” but he was so strong, we were sure he would live til 100. Even when he was training to be a fireman in NY, he passed the tests with flying colors, could have saved an elephant from a burning building, but his EKG was off the charts erratic, and they told him his heart could give out at any time. Even so, he lived his life with no regrets. He was a genius martial artist and a good man down to the marrow.

My Hommie taught me how to laugh and see light in darkness. Mudge loves Hommie forever. You are with me always.

Sifu John Hum Tribute

Me and Mike Martello

Well what can I say Mikeee. I always called you Mikeeee after the kid on the cereal commercial who’d eat anything and we had a good laugh about that. You were after all, my bro.

So many stories and memories. Like the time we were at Master Tony Yangs’s tournament in Canton, Ohio and we got you plastered to the gills with the Venezuelan crew. Next day, you were sleeping it off behind the bleachers with some of our Wutan Japan bros. They called your name to compete, you got up, did an excellent Bagua form, won first place, threw up and then went back to sleep behind the bleachers. You became legend. This was when Cary Kung had just joined a few months earlier. He said we were the best school in the world and you were the best Kung Fu bro. Mind you Cary was also plastered after going head to head with my students Thomas Dee and Keith Weiner all night.

How about the time you, Rosa and Master Chen came up to perform at my first Martial Arts Gala in Ottawa in year 2000 ? They stopped you at customs and wanted to know if you were an illegal alien sneaking into Canada. I shoulda said yes when they called up. It would have been so funny to see the look on your face.

Or the time we spent all day lying in your bed in NY drinking rum and watching hours and hours of old videotapes of the different Wutan schools and analysing how Grandmaster Liu performed his Baji. You were able to pick up the minute details of each of his movements. I guess the rum helped your perception.

You were in Ottawa giving a workshop for my students when my Grandfather suddenly died. We hugged and I left you in the care of my students while I rushed back to Montreal. You went to one of my student’s apartment, ate and showed them Shuai Chiao. You almost threw Adam out the balcony from the 21st floor. He’s been traumatized ever since.

We had a terrific time in Toronto one year with you, Matute and Sifu James Guo and his crew. I don’t remember much of it but my students said we had a wild time. I guess we did Mikeee.

So many more stories and memories…… I miss you man.

Sifu John Hum

Classmate – Holy Trinity School

Michele (Clark) wrote:
Although I was a year younger than Michael in Holy Trinity School as a child, we were all part of a special family at Holy Trinity. I am always saddened to hear of someone so young being taken from us so soon.

From reading this blog, I can see that he touched many lives in the years following elementary school and that he will be so missed. I have passed the news on to my sister, Danielle Clark, who was in his class during their time at Holy Trinity School.

Rest in peace.

Sister Linda Tribute

Thank you for all of your kind words for my brother. All of the postings, tributes and stories are most comforting to his family. His passion for what he did, the knowledge he discovered and mastered, and all the people he influenced were greatness. He leaves a legacy.

Michael, I miss you deeply. You were taken too soon from us. Life will not be the same without you. I will keep your smile in my heart.

Love ya bro.

Your sister,
Linda

Wutan Canada Tribute

He passed away June 2 leaving a huge vacuum in the martial arts world. He has accomplished so much in his short life time.   Our deepest condolences to Mike’s family and all the students and instructors of Wutan Belgium.

Mikeeee – We’ll miss you.

-Sifu John Hum and the Wutan Canada Family

Anneke Tribute

pastedGraphicI just came to really know Mike just sum months ago.

Whe touched and opended eachothers hearts and released the most beautifull love I have ever experianced and i’m verry greatfull for this ,I only wished whe could have  had some more time together.

There was still so much more to lirn for both of us..I always told him to don’t rush becouse whe would have ages together to experiance eachother the fullest but now i’m verry happy that i’ve spend so much time with him thes last day’s.  And then He sliped true my fingers and away …..

I’ve never met a man with such a intensity ,care and softness and i wonder i’ll ever meet someone like him again…  My Love,trustee…Thank you for your beautifull love .I will cherish it and carry it in my heart forever…

-Anneke

Kid From The Neighbourhood

From Roman Bihansky, a kid from the neighbourhood:

I met Mike Martello when I was about 9 years old , back in Woodhaven Queens , New York.
Every kid in the neighborhood knew Mike although he may not have known , we were just common neighborhood punks.
He must have been about 14 or 15 years old .
He chased the younger kids and tormented us , but we chased him back . Sometimes during the summer there were so many kids hanging out at night when we were playing kick the can or ring – a – lario that kids from all over the neighborhood joined in , climbing roof tops , jumping fences and pool hoping that you made friends with people from all over , and it was great .

The next time I saw Mike was about 25 years later , I walked into a seminar that he was giving on Chin Na here NYC last summer and I just did not recognize the name . I was the 1st one there that day and was hanging around waiting , went to look around and when I came back I saw this little kid facing the other direction and was like , who’s that ?
When he turned around I felt this chill in my spine and recognized that Italian face that was so unforgetable when we were kids , It’s ( psycho Mike ) I did not say it though .
I dont think he remembered me personally but we talked and and shared childhood memories of the old hood .

What an incredible martial artist he became ! What incredile nice person he grew into be. I will miss him and the chance to reconnect after such a long time was great .

Roman Bihansky
NYC…………