Birth date: Nov 11, 1946 Death date: Mar 2, 2026
In Loving Memory of Martin Perez Payan Martin Perez Payan, born on Veterans Day, November 11, 1946. Beloved husband, father, grandfather, son, brother, uncle, padrino, veteran, mentor, and friend, passed away on a beautiful starr Read Obituary
My fondest childhood memory of Mr Payan was the story he once told me and the other kids that were at his house visiting Diana (my best friend) Martin and Ñeca.
I was about 10 years old when he told us about his time in Vietnam and I remember he said something that was really cool. He said that during his time at war a bullet hit his metal helmet leaving a dent and I remember he brought out the helmet to show us. We were all in amazement at the sight. He told the story very passionately and proudly. I clearly remember that day like it was yesterday. Mr Payan would also invite me and my siblings on his family trips to the mountains to see the snow, camping and just about anywhere he took his family. I remember seeing snow, rivers and mountains for the first time. Those were the best days of my childhood thanks to Mr Payan and his family. He was truly a hero in my eyes and definitely left a mark on my heart. He was also like a father figure to me and all the kids in the neighborhood. He will never be forgotten.
Today my heart aches for my beautiful best friend/comadre and everyone who loved him. My deepest sympathy and condolences are with his family and friends. May Mr. Payan rest in eternal peace in the kingdom of heaven.
Much love and respect,
Angelita
My fondest memory of Mr. Payan was when he proudly told me a story about his time in Vietnam. Specifically a time when he said a bullet hit his metal helmet and left a dent which he showed us proudly. I was about 10 years old when he shared with me and his daughter (my best friend Diana) that incredible story of his time at war. It’s been over 40 years and I still remember it clearly, I can still picture the helmet with a dent on it.
I remember how proud and grateful he was for being able to share this story with us. Mr. Payan was very nice and kind. He treated me and my siblings as his own family. I also remember the times invited me and my siblings to go camping, river rafting and to the mountains to see the snow for the first time. That’s how wonderful of a person he was to everyone he knew. He definitely left a mark in my heart. Rest in peace Mr. Payan, you will never be forgotten. My deepest condolences and prayers are with Mr Payan and his family. I have great memories and love for the Payan family.
