ANDY MARSHALL

"Andy was my only son. He was an Air Force brat. He was born when we lived in Saudi Arabia, he learned to crawl in Italy, he learned to snow ski in the Alps. He went to schools in Arizona, Virginia, Texas, and Ohio. He graduated from high school in Germany. He was completely fluent in German. He was only one semester from earning his Bachelor's Degree. He was an accomplished artist and illustrator. He could draw any WWII airplane from memory in beautiful detail. He was a student of history and loved anything old…Andy had a very kind and generous soul. He is greatly missed!" - his loved one

Andy Marshall was a man whose life was as vivid and intricate as the illustrations he brought to life. Born into a world of constant movement, he carried pieces of every place he called home—Saudi Arabia, Italy, Germany—and wove them into the fabric of who he was. He learned to crawl in one corner of the globe, ski in another, and grew up immersed in cultures that broadened his mind and heart.

Andy had a brilliance about him, a mind that absorbed history like a sponge and a hand that brought it back to life through his art. He could draw a WWII airplane with the kind of detail and precision that felt like a memory coming alive, his love for history etched into every line and shadow. His talent wasn’t just a skill—it was a window into his soul, a way of sharing the way he saw the world, where even the past felt present and meaningful.

He had a kindness that was as expansive as his knowledge, a generosity of spirit that made him unforgettable. Andy didn’t just observe the world—he engaged with it, finding beauty in the old and weaving that appreciation into every conversation, every sketch, every moment.

Though his time here feels impossibly short, Andy left behind a legacy of love, learning, and art that will never fade. His mother remembers him not just as her only son but as a vibrant, kind soul who made the world richer with his presence.

Rest peacefully, Andy. Your art, your kindness, and the light you brought to those who knew you will forever be cherished.