Wanda Martin

May 13, 2013 • Obituaries

6/16/30 – 5/13/13

Graveside services are scheduled for 10:30 a.m., Saturday, May 18, 2013, at South Park Cemetery, for Wanda Martin, 82, of Roswell, who passed away in the early hours right after Mother’s Day on Monday, May 13, 2013.

Our mother, grandmother, aunt and friend was born on June 16, 1930, in McAdoo, Texas, to James Marion Buckner and Freda Buckner; both preceded her in death. She was also preceded in death by two of her three sons, Jerry Duane Martin and Donald Roy Martin.

Mom was united in marriage with our father Morris somewhere in Texas (maybe they eloped; I don’t know or remember), on Dec. 6, 1947. Dad passed to heaven on July 19, 1997. Mom said she was going to join him in heaven. I imagine he was at the pearly gates to welcome her — I hope. I know the fish are always biting in heaven; surely he laid down his pole long enough to hug her.

Mom is survived by one son Jeff Martin and wife Dorothy, of Roswell; grandson Chad Martin, of Roswell, and his children, Emma, Derrick and Kameron; grandson Eric Martin and his wife Katie and their children, Samuel, Harrison and Madeline, all of Umatilla, Fla.; grandson Kyle Martin of Roswell, and his son Trent Martin Herring; grandson Levi Martin and his daughter Lanee, of Roswell; daughter Marsha Roberson and her husband Donnie, of Roswell; grandson Dane and wife Gina and their son Toby of Los Angeles; grandson Kory Adams and his son Kole, of Roswell.

Also surviving her is her deceased son Don Martin’s wife Connie, of Levelland, Texas; grandson Clayton Royce Martin and his wife Casey, their children Kalee, Colton, Gracie and Emma, all of Austin, Texas; grandson Joel and his wife Mandi, their children, Easton and Madisyn, all of Midland, Texas; daughter [auth] Kelsey Martin Pape and her husband Adam, of Highland Village, Texas. They will have their first child in July. I understand it is to be a boy named Jamison Martin Pape. She said the middle name Martin was in honor of her father Don, I wonder if it might be after me? The fourth child of Don and Connie’s is Kevin Martin. He has a beautiful wife Danielle and two precious twin daughters, Chloe and Madelyn. They all live in Austin. The joy all of those kids have given Don and Connie has made Don the happiest angel in heaven.

Mom’s beloved nieces and nephews of her deceased sister Margie Winkler also survive her. A special niece Cindy Webb and husband Bill live in Lubbock. Cindy always asked about Aunt Wanda and sent her love regularly. Cindy’s children, Tasha, Jeremy and Taylor were loved by Aunt Wanda. Their pictures and their children’s pictures join many of the family pictures hanging on the walls in mom’s house. Cindy has a sister named Rhea Kay, who lives in Washington state. Mom would tell me, “I love that girl; you need to take me to visit her.” I never did, wish I had.

Her sister had two boys, Jamie and Dusty Winkler, both of Flower Mound, Texas, with families of their own. Jamie almost always stopped and visited mom on his way to Ruidoso to visit mom’s sister Margie and brother-in-law Tony Winkler. I know because she would tell me how nice it was for someone who lived so far away to take time to stop by her house to visit. I would stop by more often after that. I did not live that far away.

Dusty developed a close relationship with his Aunt Wanda when he started joining mom and dad on their regular fishing trips to Uvalde, Texas. He went under the pretense of fishing with dad, but I think he hung around in camp more to eat mom’s homemade cakes and fried pies. I would usually be fishing with dad. I used to think I should stay in camp and let Dusty fish with dad. I never did, wish I had.

Our family moved to Roswell in 1958. It wasn’t too long after that we began attending Calvary Baptist Church. I think they searched for a church home before a home for us. They had to get the important stuff done first. I was only eight at the time and didn’t have my priorities quite right yet. My brothers and sister often thought it more important to sleep in and watch cartoons than attend Sunday school — no, seems church was more important — who would have thought? I was really surprised when I found out on a Wednesday night that attending the revival at the church was more important than watching the rodeo finals on TV — who would have thought? My mom and dad, that’s who did. Finally after almost losing an ear from being pulled to church, my and my siblings’ priorities were set straight. Thank God. I owe it to my mom for making church the highest priority during my and my siblings’ youth. Because of her, we developed a personal relationship with Jesus and were baptized in the church.

We thank Calvary Baptist Church for the many friends who kept mom busy and happy after dad’s death. She traveled on many trips with her friends to church functions all over the area. A special group of friends headed by Norma Savage kept her busy, happy and doing the Lord’s work, which she loved. She spoke often of those happy times. It was very sad for her when she moved from town back to the family home north of Roswell. My sister Marsha wanted her closer to her so care would be easier. The move made it harder for her to stay in touch with her church and friends. She no longer drove and found that to be frustrating.

Mom became involved with a group of ladies called TOPS while dad was alive. Her favorite day of the week was the evening the group of friends would meet. She loved the camaraderie that developed between her friends. Who would lose the most weight that week? They all cheered each other on and secretly hoped to be the winner that week. The family thanks a very special friend of mom’s, Frances Carter. She met Frances at TOPS and they remained close friends for many years. Frances visited mom just hours before she passed to heaven.

The family thanks Lovelace Hospital and the wonderful nurses and doctors who helped mom while she was there. A special thank you to Mission Arch Care Center for the exceptional care they gave mom during her last few days. I believe the nurses who were with mom those last hours were sent by God. A special thank you to my sister Marsha and my son Chad for the care, attention and help you gave to mom.

As you can probably tell, this obituary was written by her son. If I have forgotten any family member or friend, please forgive me. I self-diagnosed myself with early onset dementia.

In lieu of sending flowers, the family would like for donations to be made to any charity that the giver feels especially close to.

Arrangements have been entrusted to Ballard Funeral Home and Crematory. An online registry can be accessed

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