Although Mark had his struggles, he was a kind and gentle soul who greeted people with a smile, a firm handshake, or a hug. He had an amazing and contagious smile and would help anyone in anyway he possibly could. Not only was he kind, he was humble, something we should all aspire to be. Even through his darkest days, he always put others before himself and truly wanted to see others happy. He appreciated the small things but most of all he cherished and loved his family and friends.
Even though he was my little brother he was my protector, always had my back no matter what. Unless it was getting into trouble with Mom, then the fight was on. Growing up not only was he my brother, he was my best friend. From playing street hockey, riding our bikes or exploring in Gage park, to just listening to music and hanging out. So many laughs, so many memories. Of course as we grew older, we weren’t as close as we were as kids but there was never a doubt in my mind how strong our bond was. I just hope that now as he continues to watch over me, he sees just how much every memory we made means to me. Rest easy brother, gone but never forgotten. We all love you Mark, forever and always.