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Martin Michael Boryczewski Date of Birth: August 17, 1972 Position: Trader, Over the Counter Institutional Sales Our Dearest Marty, Remembering you as a child, skinny legs, white blonde hair, an innocence about your face; no matter what, no one could stay angry with you, you were just too cute! Your determination began then. At Christmas, you would take all your toys and sit for hours, sweating, turning red from frustration as you desperately worked to dismantle each one. Then when all were in pieces, a sigh of relief, and that grin, you “brookded it”!! A natural born athlete, you tried everything. From baseball, basketball, soccer, football, hockey, golf, motocross, racing bicycles, fishing, hunting and snowboarding. Weeding them out, you settled on baseball and fishing, making each a life-long commitment, your very being. You, fishing and baseball were one in the same. The more you touched them, the more golden you and they became. Growing up in a Catholic home, you kept your education in Catholic Schools, graduating from Saint Peters College in Jersey City. Of course, during all your years of school, you played baseball and every weekend we were again made proud as your talents filled the sports pages of every local paper. We watched with pride as you played for four years in the minor leagues of the Mounties, Pirates and Tigers. You are an inspiration to us Marty. Your every dream, every goal was met with such grace and pride. You were wise, determined and strong beyond your years. Your love for the outdoors blossomed you into a master fly fisherman. You lived out your weekends on your prize possession, the boat you bought this summer; the water was your “heaven on earth”. All that you encountered, whether a hobby or a relationship, you took to levels most have never experienced, but we were warmed by seeing the closeness you developed in them. You are “Uncle Marty” to Pete & Heidi’s kids, little Peter, Katrina and Sabrina. You are “Brother” to your best friends. You shared your life and passions unselfishly with all those around you. You went to work in the field of your dreams, for the company you always hoped to be with, Cantor Fitzgerald. Trading at Cantor became your greatest passion. Again, you excelled with such grandeur. You are the son that Mommy and Daddy dreamt of, even more; the brother to your sisters Julie and Michele that any sister can be nothing but proud of, a friend that gives new meaning to the word itself. All the talents that God has given you, the gifts that surround us from Him, you made the very best of and used in the purest of forms. You wasted nothing and appreciated everything! Our hearts ache for you Marty; you are missed in ways our words can never express. We love you more than you know. You are always with us; we will take you everywhere we go as we continue on our journey. May we make you proud in our choices as you have made us and live by the examples you have shown us. We know you will stay with us always and greet us with that beautiful, gentle smile when our time is called. Thank you Marty, just for being you and showing us what life is about. Thank you for being our son, brother and friend. We love you “Googie” and miss you with all that we are!! All our love, always,
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Our Dearest Marty,
Remembering you as a child, skinny legs, white blonde hair, an innocence about your face; no matter what, no one could stay angry with you, you were just too cute! Your determination began then. At Christmas, you would take all your toys and sit for hours, sweating, turning red from frustration as you desperately worked to dismantle each one. Then when all were in pieces, a sigh of relief, and that grin, you “brookded it”!!
A natural born athlete, you tried everything. From baseball, basketball, soccer, football, hockey, golf, motocross, racing bicycles, fishing, hunting and snowboarding. Weeding them out, you settled on baseball and fishing, making each a life-long commitment, your very being. You, fishing and baseball were one in the same. The more you touched them, the more golden you and they became.
Growing up in a Catholic home, you kept your education in Catholic Schools, graduating from Saint Peters College in Jersey City. Of course, during all your years of school, you played baseball and every weekend we were again made proud as your talents filled the sports pages of every local paper. We watched with pride as you played for four years in the minor leagues of the Mounties, Pirates and Tigers. You are an inspiration to us Marty. Your every dream, every goal was met with such grace and pride. You were wise, determined and strong beyond your years. Your love for the outdoors blossomed you into a master fly fisherman. You lived out your weekends on your prize possession, the boat you bought this summer; the water was your “heaven on earth”. All that you encountered, whether a hobby or a relationship, you took to levels most have never experienced, but we were warmed by seeing the closeness you developed in them. You are “Uncle Marty” to friend’s children, and you are “Brother” to your best friends. You shared your life and passions unselfishly with all those around you. You went to work in the field of your dreams, for the company you always hoped to be with, Cantor Fitzgerald. Trading at Cantor became your greatest passion. Again, you excelled with such grandeur.
You are the son that Mommy and Daddy dreamt of, even more; the brother to your sisters Julie and Michele that any sister can be nothing but proud of, a friend that gives new meaning to the word itself. All the talents that God has given you, the gifts that surround us from Him, you made the very best of and used in the purest of forms. You wasted nothing and appreciated everything!
Our hearts ache for you Marty; you are missed in ways our words can never express. We love you more than you know. You are always with us; we will take you everywhere we go as we continue on our journey. May we make you proud in our choices as you have made us and live by the examples you have shown us. We know you will stay with us always and greet us with that beautiful, gentle smile when our time is called.
Thank you Marty, just for being you and showing us what life is about. Thank you for being our son, brother and friend. We love you “Googie” and miss you with all that we are!!
All our love, always,
Marty was the cool older cousin from the city that came to visit us in the summer. My siblings and I used to fight each other for his attention. He would come to our farm and play games with us that made us laugh and keep us running around all day. As we grew older and Marty went on to bigger things than playing tricks on us with magic, we kept track of his accomplishments. Marty is greatly missed by his entire family but his memory will live forever as each of us has our own stories of him that make us smile. With great rememberance, love, and heart.
Marty, you and your smile, you and your kind heart, you and your enthusiasm…I will never forget. You were a wonderful friend to Kevin and likewise to me. Your energy and spirit is embedded in us for having known you. You are missed and you are admired.
My boyfriend, Kevin worked with Marty at NDB. They fished together, traveled together and played together. I was luckiy enough to have been introduced and eventually become a friend to Marty as well. Marty will never be forgotten.
Oh Marty, I am so sorry and I miss you so much. My heart aches so much that it hurts more than words can say. I am so proud of you, you are my shining star, my baby brother. There is so much I wish I could say to you, I pray that you can hear me now as I say them to you all the time. I have so many memories, everyday new ones come to me, sometimes they make me laugh and sometimes they make me cry. I thank God you have given me enough to last me my lifetime. You have put me on a new path in my life. I don’t know where it will lead, but I feel safe because I know you are walking it with me. I would give my life to kiss you just once. I love you and miss you Marty, just feel and know that. Thank you for being you and for being my brother. You are the greatest gift my life will ever receive. I LOVE YOU !
Michele
” In Special Remembrance of Martin Boryczewski ”
It’s me Martin Boryczewski, The blonde haired green-eyed guy
Who grew up in New Jersey and at 29 I died.
Be happy that I’m free; please don’t be sad I’m gone.
I am with you always, and know that I am in heaven where I belong.
Mom and dad don’t cry, we had 29 great years.
Julie and Michele I do miss you too, but please don’t waste your tears.
Dear Corrine I’m so sorry, our future didn’t go through,
But please move on without me, please find someone new.
What happened to me was tragic; yes I’ll admit its true
But just think of what I died for: The Red, The White and The Blue
We had many memories to share, through out my happy life
Remember all the baseball games, or the first time I road a bike?
Don’t forget the secrets we kept, the promises we had through and through
I do miss you but there is nothing more you can do.
So think of me in the morning, and at nighttime when you pray
Don’t forget I am always here for you, Each and everyday.
It’s me Martin Boryczewski the blonde haired green-eyed guy,
Who grew up in New Jersey and at 29 I died.
* Martin Boryczewski*
August 17th 1972-September 11th 2001
written by a good friend to Marty’s cousin, Sara Jankiewicz
The smile says it all. Never a dull moment with you, and because of you, many fond memories which will be with me forever. You were a true friend, generous, honest and above all,loyal. The brother I never had but always wanted. You’ll be missed buddy, but not forgotten. Thank you for being a friend!!!
You are a DEAR FRIEND, an UNCLE to our children, a BROTHER, BEST FRIEND, and so MUCH, MUCH MORE. We truly hope you know how very much you’ve meant to us, and will always mean to us. Our lives will never be the same!!!! There will be that special place in all of our hearts FOREVER !!!!!!
Until we’re together again,
WE LOVE YOU DEARLY !!!!!!!!
May God Bless you and your family!!
(Our extended family OXOXOXOXOXOXO)
YOU WILL FOREVER BE IN OUR HEARTS AND PRAYERS!!!ENJOY THE FISHING!!!!
Always a smile, always a laugh, a handshake that was real, like Marty.
Marty my friend. You have taught me so much over the years…from baseball to life. Some good and some bad–this was one lesson I wish I never had to learn. In true fashion however, it is just like you to sacrifice and do it for me. I missed you after I moved and I miss you now that it is you that has moved on.
To Mr and Mrs B, Michelle and Julie, there are no words that I can say that will take anything away from what you are going thru. I will only say that Marty was a great friend and I enjoyed my time with him as I am sure you all did as well. The same goes for Pete and Heidi and your family.
The rest I will save for when we can next see each other. God Bless and good luck thru this time.
Love always
Greg C
Martin came to Lethbridge, Alberta, Canada as a catcher for our local baseball team. My son was the bat boy and an instant friendship developed immediately. My son travelled to many out-of-town games with the Team only because Marty took him under his ‘wing’. Martin was truly a fine young man and we will forever remember his friendship to our family, his kindness to my son as well as the fact he was truly a honest and loving man. My prayers to your family and a special hug to Michael. God Bless You Marty, a candle will burn for you in Canada forever.
Marty’s life was truly a life that shall live on forever. Every time I make someone smile, I know that is Marty’s influence. He was always good at making someone smile, even when they really didn’t want to. His soul was one that touched so many, and in such a good way. He has left so many others and me the most precious gift anyone could ever leave behind. That gift was that he came into my life, and truly made a difference. I will never forget everything he taught me, and mostly that life should be enjoyed each and every day. Thank you Marty. Thank you to Marty’s family too, for without them, such a wonderful person would never have come into my life and touched, and influenced me in such a positive way. All my love to his family
Brian
Dear Marty,
I am so sorry that I never had the priveledge of ever meeting you.
I could say, that you don’t know me, but I have a funny feeling that you do. I feel that way, because I know that from where you are, you are looking down on all of us, one of several thousand new angels in heaven.
If your mother, Krystyn, and sisters Julie and Michele, are any indication of who you were, then the world has lost an incredibly precious diamond that now sparkles brightly in heaven.
I met your mother and sister’s while volunteering, and I can only tell you that they are loved by so many. I feel our souls are now all tied together in this kinship that I pray will last forever. I am proud to be a part of your family.
May the peace that passes all understanding, the peace you now share in God’s presence, trickle down on our lives here on the earth.
Love,
Denise
My Dearest Marty,
You were the strongest man I have ever known and the biggest kid I ever met. Everything with you became an adventure. You made me laugh, love, and live more than I ever did before. Thank you for teaching me how to live life to its fullest. You always said that I glowed, and it was from the fire that you lit in my heart. I feel blessed to have had you in my life, even if it was for such a short time. I am grateful for all the happiness you brought me, and I will carry you in my heart forever.
Love always,
Lynne
MERRY CHRISTMAS MARTY !!!!
It’s just not Christmas anymore. I love you and miss you so much and time will never heal that !
All my love,
Michele
XOXOXO
My Dearest Son, May you have a Blessed Christmas wherever you are, I love you and miss you so much. Love M.O.
I miss you so much Marty !! It doesn’t get easier, it gets harder and harder !! I LOVE YOU !
Your son, brother is an unknown man for me. It is just that I was looking through the site of Cantor Fitzerald company which lost all its staff on this horrible day of September 11, 2001 and I simply want to add my deepest regrets, tears and sorrow to your irreplaceable loss.
Please accept my warmest empathies which I am sending from Russia, Moscow, especially to your
belowed person.
Olga
Marty
We met the week before you died in Morristown, you were with Ron and I was with two girlfriends…We started talking because it turned out we had gone to the same highschool and were both Polish and grew up in the same town. You were so easy to talk to…I was just blown away with your smile and how comfortable you were with yourself. We went driving in your Jeep and playing some great music really loud with our firends. I remember feeling as if I was 18 again and just loving the feeling. You dropped us off that night and we spoke about getting back together so you could meet my husband and we could hang out again…I was sure we would be friends for a long time…until I found out you had died on the most tragic day in American history. You made such and impact on me with your outgoing personality that even Bob, my husband had been looking forward to meeting you and he too cried when he heard of your death. I have a brother who I care for so much that it hurts and when I think about your family’s lose it makes me cry all over again. It’s a few days from Christmas and I was just thinking about life and one thing lead to another and I started to think about 9/11 and my thoughts lead to you. I find comfort that you will never have to suffer, but I also feel their hole, because living thru the lose of a son or a brother can never be healed. I wish for you and them peace.