Martin Lynn Monte

Martin  Monte

Martin Lynn Monte was born in Port Arthur, Texas on August 3, 1960.  He passed away suddenly at home on Sunday, August 26, 2018, after a brief illness.  He was 58 years old and just returned from Spain celebrating his birthday. 

He is preceded in death by his parents, Leona and Henry Monte, and brother, Nikki Monte. 

 

                                                              

 

Marty is survived by his wife, Barbara Ann Monte, and four sons, Martin (Claudia), Jon, Joshua, and Isaac.  He has two surviving brothers, Randy (Janice), and Michael.  He has countless life-long friends considered as family, including, Melissa Milan-Michalk, Jim (Bucky) and Mary Pregler, Charlotte and Phil Emigh, Kevin and Heidi Loosemore, Rod and Tracy Delgado, Kendra and Wendall, Tom and Zina Dispensa, Kerry Murphy, Antonio De La Pena of Madrid, Spain, and multiple, multiple musicians all over the world. 

Marty Monte started playing in Bars and Clubs at the age of 15 and has been a fixture on the Gulf Coast and Spain ever since.  He has opened for such acts Edgar Winter, Rick Derringer, Michael Schenker, Leon Russell, Foghat, and Pat Travers just to name a few.  As they say about most Texas Guitar Players, "There must be something in the water!"...

 

Marty and Barbie were married on June 20, 2014 in Galveston Texas surrounded by many friends and family.  He was an animal lover and has four Jack Russell Terriers.  As Marty would say “Ziggy is the best doggie in the whole world.”

 

            Guests are invited to share in a Celebration of Life Visitation from 2-3:00 p.m., with 3:00 p.m. Funeral Services to follow on Thursday, August 30, 2018 at Carnes Funeral Home, 3100 Gulf Freeway, TX 77591.   

 

Everything I Own

You sheltered me from harm

Kept me warm, kept me warm

You gave my life to me

Set me free, set me free

The finest years I ever knew,

Were all the years I had with you

And I would give anything I own

I'd give up my life, my heart, my home

I would give everything I own,

Just to have you back again

You taught me how to love

What it's of, what it's of

You never said too much,

But still you showed the way

And I knew from watching you

Nobody else could ever know,

The part of me that can't let go

And I would give anything I own,

I'd give up my life, my heart, my home

I would give everything I own,

Just to have you back again

Is there someone you know,

Your loving them so,

But taking them all for granted?

You may lose them one day

Someone takes them away,

And they don't hear the words you long to say

I would give anything I own,

I'd give up my life, my heart, my home

I would give everything I own,

Just to have you back again

Just to touch you once again

Bread

 

Death is nothing at all.  It does not count.  I have only slipped away into the next room.  Nothing has happened.  Everything remains exactly as it was.  I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.  Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

Call me by the old familiar name.  Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.  Put no difference into your tone.  Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.  Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. 

Play, smile, think of me, pray for my family.  Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.  Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.  Life means all that it ever meant.  It is the same as it ever was.  There is absolute and unbroken continuity. 

What is this death but a negligible accident?  Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?  I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.  All is well.