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

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.

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.

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…………