12 April 1912 – 30 June 1944
In loving memory of Staff Sergeant Martin F. Troy, born on April 12, 1912, and tragically lost in the line of duty on June 30, 1944. Martin, a devoted husband to Grace M. Troy and son of John L. Troy Sr., gallantly served as an aerial gunner on a B-24 bomber during World War II. His bravery and dedication shone through in 38 successful missions, earning him the Air Medal with two oak leaf clusters.
Hailing from Norwalk, Connecticut, Martin was a proud Norwalk High School graduate and a valued member of Machlett Laboratories before his induction into service. His memory lives on in the hearts of his loving wife, Grace, his parents, siblings, and a community forever touched by his sacrifice.
Martin’s legacy endured even after his tragic loss, as his remains were discovered decades later in Hungary, a testament to the unwavering dedication of individuals like Jeff Lenburg and John Conlon. Through their tireless efforts, Martin’s journey home was finally realized in 2007, bringing solace and closure to his family after years of uncertainty.
The solemn interment of Staff Sergeant Martin Francis Troy at Arlington National Cemetery on November 2008 marked a poignant moment of remembrance and honor for a fallen hero. Surrounded by family and friends, Martin found his eternal rest in the sacred grounds of Arlington, a fitting tribute to his selfless service and ultimate sacrifice. Though the war may have ended, Martin’s memory endures as a beacon of courage and resilience for generations to come.
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I am not a veteran. I am a member of the Civil Air Patrol, the United States Air Force Auxiliary. But in 1991, personal loss brought me to a place I never left.
Over two decades later, that loss led me to the State Veterans Cemetery in Middletown, Connecticut, where I took on the coordination of Wreaths Across America — which grew into the largest and fastest growing veterans program in the state. I didn’t do it for recognition. I did it for them.
In 2016 I founded the Connecticut Veterans Bulletin. Not because I served, but because I believe those who did deserve to be honored, connected, and kept alive.
Twenty-two veterans die by suicide every day. I knew about that number before it became a hashtag. I knew it personally, long before anyone was talking about it.
This publication exists because that number is unacceptable. Because every veteran in Connecticut deserves to know someone gives a damn.
That someone is me.
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