Saturday, December 17, 2011
I remember when my mom and I visited NY for the first time in 1999 (we lived in Chicago) and Mark took us in his sports car to see Buffalo. We still remember his generosity and his smile. My most recent memory of Mark is when I talked to him for a minute on the phone this past summer. Even though he was in pain, he was able to congratulate me on earning a Master`s degree. That meant so much to me and brought tears to my eyes. Uncle Mark- may you rest in peace with our Lord.
