What I learned from Mark is that God will be with us no matter what happens in life. It is never too late to ask Jesus to come into our life and take control. 

God is good. His love endures forever. 

My sincere condolences to the family!

May you have peace in knowing that Mark is resting with God.

Mark was my baby brother.  We were 11 years apart and I wasn't involved in a lot of his growing up.  I do have many memories, though.  I remember he seemed to be Dad's 'favorite'! He never seemed to be disciplined as much as the rest of us! He was an excellent baseball player! Dad coached him through many Little League teams and nobody could throw a ball from third base to first base with quite the accuracy that Mark could! (Well, maybe Brooks Robinson could!!)  He played ball for Ben Davis High School here in Indianapolis in their 'glory' years - as did my other 3 brothers.

I remember several 'episodes' of he teasing our down syndrome sister just enough where she would go after him and chase him down the hall! Then they would hug each other!! He really loved Susie and would look after her.

I'm so happy he found love and happiness with Karen, Halie, Blake and later on with Myah. I'm also so happy he found love and peace with God and knew He was waiting on the other side for him.

Love and Miss you, baby brother!

Linda

What a man! (“Groucho” as Jon loving called him.) Rest now my old friend.

See you on the other side 🙏😇