Marty L. Pippin

October 15, 1968 – October 7, 2026

Heaven just gained a little more laughter and one wonderfully outrageous personality.

Our deeply loved, unmistakably one-of-a-kind Marty Pippin has undoubtedly already strapped on a guitar, scoped out the best places to cast a line, and gathered an audience for one of his infamous stories. Some things never change.

Marty died unexpectedly but peacefully in his sleep on October 7, 2026, just eight days shy of his 58th birthday. We weren't ready to say goodbye. Then again, he never was one to follow anyone else’s schedule.

Marty was truly anything but ordinary. Colorful, unfiltered, hilariously entertaining, and blessed with a perspective on life that was entirely his own. Nobody could tell a story quite like Marty. He especially loved recounting childhood adventures, and no one was off-limits: not his siblings, not his dad, and certainly not his beloved Mama. His animated expressions, impeccable comic timing, and spot-on impersonations turned even the simplest memory into a family classic. He had a gift for finding the funny in everything. And no matter how many times we’d heard a story, we’d laugh just as hard the next time.

To his family, he was affectionately known as Bimbo—a nickname as unforgettable as the man himself. And in the most endearing sense of that nickname, he was full of life, mischief, and laughter, with a flair for making every occasion more interesting.

But there was another side to Marty that didn't demand an audience.

For all his remarkable storytelling abilities, Marty rarely talked about the countless ways he quietly helped others. If someone he loved needed him, he showed up. Sometimes that meant jumping on a plane or into his car, taking someone to a doctor's appointment, sitting beside a hospital bed, or simply being there when it mattered. He never needed recognition for any of it. He just did it.

Above all, Marty was a dedicated and loving father to his daughter, Tiffany, and a proud grandfather to Nova and Ezra. They held a special place in his heart, and his love for them was immeasurable.

Marty absolutely adored his Mama, Helon Pippin, and we can only imagine their reunion in Heaven. We’re pretty sure he’s already telling stories about her again—only now she can give her side. He was also preceded in death by his father, Leon Pippin; his sister, Bo Brown; and his brother, Rickie Pippin. And knowing Marty, he didn’t waste much time finding Pug, his faithful four-legged companion, who remained a legend in Marty’s mind right to the end.

Meanwhile, those of us still here have plenty of our own Marty stories to tell. He spent decades making us laugh. Now we get to tell our version of events—and he can’t interrupt to tell us we’re telling them wrong.

In addition to Tiffany, Nova, and Ezra, Marty leaves behind his sisters, Tricia Ellsworth and her husband, Olney; Judy Butler Bellamy; Susie Roberts; and Deena Graves; and his brothers, Freddie Pippin and his wife, Mary; and Wyatt Pippin and his wife, Pam.

His many nieces and nephews and their families have lost a truly original uncle who gave them plenty of reasons to laugh. They include Tricia (Hoppi) Ebey, Matthew Brown, Shawna McKinney, Robert Ellsworth, Lindsey Ellsworth, Julia Stephens, Tricia Butler, Jimmy Butler, Tina Roberts, Kimberly Roberts, Laney Epperson, Landry Graves, James Caldwell, Randy Pippin, Rickie Pippin, TJ Pippin, Marcus Pippin, Landon Pippin, Amanda Pippin, Jackie Pippin, Jessie Pippin, and Jonel Pippin-Clark.

Some of Marty’s most treasured friendships began in childhood and lasted a lifetime. Others were made along the way. The outpouring of love from so many people who knew him has meant the world to his family. We know they will miss him deeply.

And something tells us his longtime cats are wondering why the music stopped. They never missed a show. By default.

When Marty wasn't entertaining someone, he loved being outdoors, especially with a fishing pole in his hand. It seems only fitting, then, that we'll gather to celebrate his life at one of his favorite fishing spots.

A Celebration of Marty's Life

Sunday, November 8, 2026, at 2:30 p.m.
Chisholm Park 
2200 Norwood Drive 
Hurst, TX 76054

Flowers are beautiful, but Marty would probably have preferred something that provides shade beside a good fishing hole. In lieu of flowers, we invite you to contribute toward planting trees in his memory. Details will be shared soon.

Family and friends are invited to share their most memorable Marty moments, including a few he might not have wanted told. Because the best way to celebrate him is to keep the laughter going.