Born November 22, 1931 in Wyandotte, Oklahoma, Floyd L. Martin was the second of three children gifted to Pete and Geneva (Faber) Martin. Raised in the Bixby community, Floyd attended Bixby schools where he participated in FFA and contributed to both the high school newspaper and yearbook as a writer. Following graduation, Floyd furthered his education attending then Oklahoma A&M. After a semester in Stillwater, he returned home to help care for his parents and family.
Landing a job with a seismograph company, Floyd found himself traveling, at times, for work. It was while on an assignment in Virginia that his life would forever be changed. This, when he laid eyes on a beautiful young woman. Floyd saw this striking woman walking down the street and inquired as to who she was. Asking her name, someone replied 'honey' and that was how he addressed Dorothy Brooks for the first time. Thinking he was a little forward, Dorothy let that slide as she certainly saw something in Floyd. The two began a short courtship that culminated in their marriage on December 24, 1951 in Lebanon, Virginia.
Upon meeting Dorothy's parents for the first time, Floyd discovered he was alone with Dorothy's father - a tough, no nonsense coal miner. Mr. Brooks' words were few, but it seemed he accepted his new son-in-law. Floyd promised to bring Dorothy back at least once a year and he managed to keep that promise for a number of years. Most years, they even visited twice. One visit during the summer and another around Christmastime. It seemed Floyd turned out to be a wonderful son-in-law according to Dorothy's mom and dad.
Beginning a family of their own, Floyd and Dorothy traveled with Seismograph living in several states including Wyoming and Louisiana. Once it became time for the first of four daughters to begin school, Floyd wanted to move back home to Bixby. There, he worked as a traveling salesman, for a time, selling various items - one of those being vacuum cleaners. As the story goes, Floyd was quite the salesman and even had the right pitch to sell a vacuum cleaner to someone who had no electricity at their house and lived on a dirt floor! Floyd also knew how to barter and once came home from a sales call with a trunk full of chickens!
Establishing a long career with FRAM Industrial, Floyd held the position of aftermarket sales manager. While working for this company, it wasn't uncommon for Floyd to bring work home to the girls teaching them, at an early age, the value of hard work. Floyd also received his realtor's license and sold properties for Century21 for over thirty years.
When not at work, Floyd could be found gardening or mowing. It wasn't uncommon for him to mow for family and friends and was even known to mow empty lots just because they looked like they could use it. The crop from his gardens was always shared and this brought much joy to Floyd.
The teller of a good joke, Floyd would always tell the punchline twice just to get a few extra laughs. A man who loved spending time with his family, Floyd bought a lot on Tenkiller where he could take his family camping, boating, skiing and fishing. However, most vacations were spent taking Dorothy back to Virginia. In addition, they did manage to make it to California, Florida, Colorado, Arizona, Texas and Hawaii, through the years, for some memorable time with family and friends. They also had a time share in Branson that they enjoyed and were especially fond of their trips, to Branson, with their Sunday School Class and the "Young at Heart Group".
There is no doubt that the most important thing in Floyd's life was his relationship with Jesus. He had a business card when he worked for FRAM that read, "Serving the Lord is my business, working for FRAM pays expenses." Floyd was very outward with his faith. It has been said by his family that his sales experience overflowed even to his spiritual life making him somewhat of a "Salesman for Jesus". Floyd served in the church and even had a nursing home and prison ministry through the years. Floyd must have had a host of guardian angels as he's experienced a couple of near death encounters over his time here on earth. His daughters believe those angels must worn out by now and they take comfort in knowing that Floyd is now at home with the Lord.
A man of strong work ethic, Floyd has been described as: honest, dependable, faithful, generous, humble, a servant, a friend and occasionally a bit stubborn. A piece of advice that he often shared was to "Always do what is right and then keep walking".
Floyd passed away on Wednesday evening, June 6, 2018 with his loving family by his side. He was 86.
Those he leaves to cherish his memory include: his daughters: Debbie Casey and husband, Mike of Wimberley, TX; Anita Wright and husband, Jim; Angela Marrs and husband, Scott and Christy Perry and husband, Dewayne all of Bixby; seven grandchildren: Deanna, Brian, Josh, Emily, Jacob, Gracie, and Grant; seven great-grandchildren: Daylena, Leo, Luke, Ashlynn, Collin, Kennedy and Skylar; eight great-great-grandchildren: Kohl, Kaleb, Jaylee, Abigail, Aaron, Haydin, Elijah and Ezaya. He is also survived by numerous other relatives and dear friends.
He was preceded in death by: his parents; a younger brother, Ray Martin; his grandson, David Shatto; his wife of 63 years, Dorothy (Brooks) Martin and his sister, Geraldine "Gerry" Jones.
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We were so blessed when your parents moved into the neighborhood. It was not only because your parents were such a sweet couple but also because we were blessed to meet each of their daughters and their families. The love your parents have for their daughters/family was so apparent. Our hearts were so sad when Dot died and watching your dad slowly drift off. However, the care and love you each gave to your parents is such a witness to how we are all to be to each other. Jay and I have both shared the stories of the wonderful devotion that we witnessed. We will always treasure the friendship.
Floyd was my first boss when I started work with Fram. He was one of the most honest, patient, dedicated and fair men I have ever known. I am a better person for knowing him! Rest in peace Floyd!
I have many memories of Bro. Martin. I couldn't dare think of calling him Floyd. Being the preachers kid of the church I knew him well as I went to their home often to spend time with my best friend, Anita, while growing up in Bixby. I will share a memory that I believe every single time I saw Bro. Martin after growing up & seeing him was... I had spent the night with Anita, but it happened to be a very stormy thundery night. I wasn't very fond of storms as a child, so I did as I did at home, I got up in the night & went & crawled in bed with the adult of the home for safety. Bro. Martin thought it was one of his daughters who'd crawled in bed during this stormy night, but found out in the morning it was just me! He loved to reminisce on this memory with me & others who were around. I have not one word I could say negative on this amazing man! He was always so kind, inviting to me in to their home as one of the extra's. Many times on a Sun. afternoon after Sun morning service. I loved Bro. Martin!!! He was just a neat man! He was fun, funny, & you just felt at home when you went there. I also appreciate his amazing friendship to my dad thru all the years. It meant SO much to my dad! My dad spoke of him often of what a great friend he was, then he'd always follow up with, he's a good man! I went by & saw him the end of Jan. just few months ago. He was SOOOO excited to see me! It was as though it had tugged on a memory to him when he saw me, he was probably thinking about that stormy night story, ha. He held my hand so tight thru out the visit & as I told him I needed to leave he asked me to stay. I will treasure this visit! Thank you Bro. Martin for being one of the men in my life as a little girl, as a great role model, representing a christian, honor, trust & all the times you welcomed me in your home. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend to my dad! You will truly be missed! You were a rare breed of true christian faith, meaning you lived in your home as you lived outside of your home, friendship, love & honor! Not to mention what an amazing husband, & dad I witnessed you be!
What a loss for your family. As a result of working with your Mom, and some of you girls, I grew too know your Dad. Floyd was a kind spirit. My sympathy to you all.
We were so fortunate to have had Dot and Floyd for neighbors. It was always good to see Floyd outside with their much loved dog Boots (and before her, Gidget). He was always ready to help when he saw us working in the yard. Dot was so very thoughtful with her wonderful baked gifts of friendship. We miss them both and will always remember them fondly.
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