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Obituary- Martinek, Benedict 2
BENEDICT (SONNY) MARTINEK
eleven year-old son of Mr. and Mrs. Bennie J. Martinek, was killed instantly, Tuesday afternoon, Aug. 2, 1949, when a tractor he was driving overturned.
He was born in Rossville, Kansas, May 29, 1938, later moving to Delia, with his parents, until he was five years old. In 1943 his parents moved to the present farm home and Sonny attended Victor school, Dist. 101; Mr. Frank Strimple being his teacher all five years. Sonny was always cheerful and living his life to the fullest extent. He enjoyed being with both young and old. He was always doing something for his grandmothers to help make life easier for them. He will be sadly missed by all who knew him.
He was a member of the Sacred Heart Parish of Delia, where he assisted in the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass as an Altar boy. His faithful devotion to God and his teachings have won him a place in the Eternal City.
Sonny had just returned home from spending two weeks at Camp St. Maur Hill, Atchison, Kans. In his letters home, his greatest wish was to help his Daddy plow. It was while doing this work the sad tragedy occurred.
Funeral services were held at the Sacred Heart Parish at Delia, Thursday, Aug. 4, 1949, at 9 o’clock with Fr. McManus officiating. Burial was in Mt. Calvary cemetery at St. Marys, Kansas.
The honorary pallbearers were: Jimmy Simecka, Jackie Lane, Larry Lane, Billie Cantillon, Bobbie Simecka, Norman Simecka, Jody Muller and Eddie Besta.
Active pallbearers were his uncles Emial Martinek, Ray Martinek, Richard Macha, Pete Kovar, Earl Diehl and George Diehl.
Benedict (Sonny) Martinek
IN MEMORIAM -- In loving memory of our darling “Sonny”, who was taken from us one year ago today, August 2, 1949.
One year ago you left us, Son,
On your journey home to God;
One year ago with sorrow
You were placed beneath the sod,
You bade no one a last farewell,
You said Good-bye to none;
God loaned you for a few short years
Then you stay on earth was done.
More and more each day we miss you.
Friends may think the wound is healed
But little do they know the sorrow
That lies within our hearts concealed.
Some day we hope to meet you, son,
In that better land above.
Where sorrows never enter
And there is only Love.
Sadly missed by parents and brothers, Mr. and Mrs. Bennie J. Martinek, Douglas and Dwight.
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