Mark Is A New Person....

  My brother Mark passed over last night, at 7:50. His sons were with him. Today, my brother is new. No more sickness. No more longing. That's my brother sitting in the yellow shirt. He always had red hair and a beard. I will forever remember him with a sprinkle of freckles across his nose and the skinny legs that were his when he was six.
  He was a fun loving man . Oh yes, he could torment you to the point of craziness. He has picked on everyone he ever knew, not to be mean, but because he loved to make us all laugh. He used to tell our niece that he would give her a quarter if she would say "yes", because it always came out "yeth". Or move someone's ball while golfing. Told my sister her hair looked like a coonskin cap. Always with the compliments. :)
 He will be missed.  I want to think of him whole and healthy now.  Thank you to all of you who prayed and sent well wishes. You have helped me get through this tough time. Bless you. XO