
12 April 1912 – 30 June 1944
Today we honor Martin F. Troy, a courageous aerial gunner who served with distinction during World War II. Born on April 12, 1912, in Norwalk, Connecticut, Martin built his early life grounded in community, education, and steady work before answering the call to serve in the U.S. Army Air Forces.
As a member of a B-24 Liberator crew, Martin flew combat missions across hostile skies where aerial gunners faced constant danger from enemy fighters and anti-aircraft fire. His role demanded precision, vigilance, and unwavering composure under pressure. Over the course of 38 missions, he demonstrated consistent bravery and commitment to his crew and mission, earning the Air Medal with two oak leaf clusters in recognition of his meritorious achievement.
Martin’s service reflected not only personal courage but also a deep sense of responsibility to those he served alongside and the nation he defended. Like many of his generation, he left behind a life rooted in family and civilian work to stand in defense of freedom during one of history’s most challenging conflicts.
Tragically, Martin was lost in the line of duty on June 30, 1944. For decades, his final resting place remained unknown, a reality shared by many families of the Missing in Action. Through persistent efforts and historical investigation, his remains were eventually recovered in Hungary and identified years later, bringing long-awaited closure to his family.
In November 2008, Martin was laid to rest with full honors at Arlington National Cemetery. Surrounded by family, his return marked the fulfillment of a promise—that those who serve are never forgotten. His journey home stands as a testament to the enduring commitment to account for America’s fallen.
Martin’s legacy lives on through his family, his community in Norwalk, and all who recognize the sacrifices made by those who took to the skies in defense of liberty. His story remains a powerful reminder of duty, sacrifice, and remembrance.
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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.