There was a lot of birthday celebrating going on yesterday for your 52nd birthday. Opie is here in Sacramento. Hopefully I can download the picture taken of the memorial things we displayed. Family and friends sent pictures and messages of how they were celebrating. I took a long bike ride in the morning, letting memories flood my mind. I laughed and cried as I rode. Oh, how I miss you! You are out of sight but never out of mind. Aunt Liz sent me a message reminding me that you didn't have a long life but you had a great impact on those with whom you came in contact. You came charging into our world and changed it forever. You left a unique legacy of love and legend. 

I don't know why it has taken me so long to share my words about my love and admiration for Mark. Maybe I didn't want to acknowledge that he no longer has a physical presence on this earth....Maybe it's because he forever will live in my heart. Whatever the reason, thank you for being part of my life Mark. I will forever be grateful for the love, kindness, and support you gave me and continue to give to me. Happy Birthday Brother!

Hello from Colorado,
The day escaped me today and for that I am remorseful! I think of this day 9 years ago, when we gathered as a family to love and remember Mark in his home. It is hard to forget his charismatic spirit!

I have been talking about Mark a lot more recently because of yet another individual that Mark touched in this life (Kody Calkins). He and I met up to play golf about 10 days ago and of course, it started snowing! In Mark fashion we didn't let that slow down our opportunity to enjoy life, friendship, and the outdoors. As well as story of other adventures with our brother, mentor, and friend Mark.
You were a light to us all.
Thank you!
Love you always and forever. Michael

It’s been a wonderful day thinking about Mark & reflecting on his wonderful presence with all of my children. Mark would sure be having a lot of fun with Joshy Boy as he matures…& always so much love from Sabine, Sarah, & Maisy. It would blow his mind to see how his own children have such a place in our hearts too. We miss you here with us to share in the laughter & adventures, but hold you always with us in our heats. Love you Bro! 

I was 4 years old when my uncle mark passed away. I don’t remember much about him besides some memories and story’s my family has told me. But one thing I do know is that my uncle Mark was a kind, fun, and loving person. His children and my cousins, Athena, Makio, and Opie definitely get that from him. Today my dad Matthew is here with me and my siblings as we celebrate and remember the uncle, brother, and son that we all love, uncle mark.
Love, maisy.

This is the first year since Mark died 9 years ago that we were not in Ashland to celebrate his life. Instead, we remain in Sacramento where we live with Susan and set up a colorful display that symbolizes parts of his life. Mark is a very big presence in our lives. Though he is not visible, his spirit of love, laughter, fun and adventure punctuates our own activities. 
Recently, we traveled to Seattle WA to visit some of Marks dearest and oldest friends, Lynn and Rob Koch and Patrick Supanc. Lynn is a survivor of the rare cancer that took Mark's life. We spent much of our time sharing the many memories made during our long friendship. It was a delight and heartwarming to know that Mark is still alive and well for us.
Time passes, all of us grow older. Mark, the lucky guy, is still vividly remembered for his generous heart, colorful language, love of golf, devotion to his beloved children and their moms, his tireless quest for learning and dedication to encouraging better eating, ha, ha. Don and I finally got that last part and though we age, we are still going strong. Thank you, Mark, for being our son, seeking the good and helping so many who needed your understanding and compassion. We thank God above for sending you to our family.
Love from your MOM!

I was changing my sheets this morning and had to smile as I took off the blankets. I inherited a twin size down comforter from Mark. In nine years, it has not been off my bed except for laundering since, There are only about three feathers left in the ticking but it is still warm and lovely. Thanks for the many gifts you gave me. The memories will remain locked up in my blanket.

My dear son, Mark,
Each year on this date, my thoughts are filled with you from morning to night. I think of the hours of discussing spiritual things--both of us sharing thoughts that brought insight, inspiration and even confusion. I spoke in Sacrament meeting last Sunday and as I prepared the words I would share, I remembered what you said to me a few days before you passed the portal from earth to heaven. " Mom," you said. "I finally figured out you can give gratitude anytime but you can only receive wisdom". Gratitude is open to everyone and wisdom only to those who will receive it. You shared your gratitude unceasingly. I thank you for the wisdom I learned from you. Living life fully and hopefully you shared your love for people and the earth. You are a gift of the best kind. I love and miss you. I know we will share more when we see one another again. Love, JoMama

Dad,
Not a day has gone that I haven't thought of you. It's hard to believe that it has been 8 years since we sat on your bed telling our favorite stories about you as you slowly entered another stage in your life. These last two years have been particularly hard because such big adjustments and celebrations have happened and you haven't been here physically to celebrate. Graduation was something I always have looked forward to but also dreaded since you past away, knowing that you wouldn't be able to be there. Mom continues to teach us lessons and things that you also taught her (mostly around how to fix things on our cars). She still tells new stories about you that we haven't heard yet and I hope that never stops. I miss you so much and so badly wish you weren't taken from our lives so early. I think about you all the time and hope you look down and are proud of the woman I have become. I love you so much!
Love, Beetle

Dear Mark,
My heart is always filled with love and my eyes full of tears when I think of you. It is 8 years since you walked through the door into the next dimension of your life. Of course, I preferred you living on with us for many more years yet that is not what came to be. However, I know you live on in a different sphere and continuing your journey eternally. 
Though I don't know what lies beyond earth, I am sure you are contributing to the place you dwell. The legacy of love, acceptance, spirituality, service, generosity, fun, hard work, curiosity and good will surely continue with you. Those things you shared on earth carry on with us who remain here. 
Dad and I met with Athena and Makio to celebrate and remember your life. Saturday and Sunday were beautiful. Lithia Park was filled with happy hikers enjoying the day as we'd done in the past. Dad created a memorial site in the park where we shared our experiences with you and and with each other. 
Our hearts are filled with joy through those stories and indeed, you will be forever missed and never forgotten. We are sealed together for eternity.
Love,
JoMama

Lessons Learned as Time Passes
As April 25th approaches each year, thoughts of Mark come to the forefront of my daily life. It is impossible to really communicate all the ways in which Mark touched the pieces of my life. I knew him from the day he was born and was there when he died. That first trip to Snowbird for his memorial and our annual family gathering, all of the siblings went out to breakfast at the Forklift.  As we sat on the upper deck outside looking at the beautiful mountain that is where our family is rooted, the fact that there were only 6 of us, instead of 7, felt so very wrong. Now, 8 years later, his physical absence as we celebrate birthdays, graduations, weddings and funerals is palpable, but his spirit is always there. 
Mark really was a force of nature. When it came to adventure and fun, his large personality was great at other times, his unwillingness to compromise was infuriating and sometimes a detriment to him as well as others. It isn’t always easy to have a such a presence because you are always in the spotlight, but Mark’s willingness to deeply love and connect was his greatest strength.
Truly Mark’s greatest legacy are the truly remarkable children he left behind. I am lucky to spend so much time with Opie, Makio and Athena. As Athena and Makio have moved into adulthood, they magnify so many of the loving and creative qualities of their dad. Opie’s concern to nurture and care for those who he loves reminds me of all the ways that Mark could see a need you didn’t realize you had and then moved to fill it. 
Recently I am again undertaking the task of sorting and getting rid of all the material things that I have acquired and Mark’s observation many years ago that I have too much stuff sounds in my head. I was ticked off when he said it, because I read it as criticism for my life and choices, but I now see it for what it was…a loving observation that my energy was being drained by things that I didn’t really value. I miss him. Every day I think of our time together, cut too short. Sometimes I look back and laugh, other times I remember all the crap I had to deal with from him, but always I remember his deep and unconditional love. 
The Avett Brothers, a band I am sure Mark would have loved (maybe he did and I didn’t know it) have a song about the love that exists between siblings and what happens when one sibling is gone that says it best…
Make sure my sister knows I loved her
Make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember there was nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Always remember there was nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name

I love you, my brother. I miss you. I finally get what you were telling me all those years ago about what brings peace. I look forward each year to the time when we will all sit together at the table, the 7 of us once again united.

As always on August 3 of any year, my thoughts center around you, Mark, our first born son. Dad put up pictures and other remembrances of you on our mantel. Today he drove with Matthew, Sabine, Sarah, Maisy and Joshua on their way home after their summer visit here. Of course, there's plenty of conversation and stories to tell about you. Dad took your ashes along to spread in the Sierra's where you loved to hike. You are loved and remembered for your virtues that are many and forgiven for your shortcomings that were few. Thank you for the wonderful children you brought into our family and the good women who are their mothers. I miss you, Mark, and the long, late conversations we shared over the years. I am so thankful for our eternal family.

Happy 50th bro!
You are loved! You are missed! Keep up the good work on the other side!

Happy Birthday Mark. I cannot believe you were born 50 years ago today. The beautiful summer day is very clear in my brain. You are always a big part of family gatherings. Celebrated Makio's high school graduation a few weeks ago. All of your children carry on a legacy of the best parts of you. Love you and miss you every day. 

Hey Uncle Mark, I was thinking the other day about the time you drove be down the canyon from Snowbird one year to teach me how to golf. I ended up getting dehydrated and you bought me a huge Gatorade bottle. My parents were a bit pissed, but I had a blast. You were always a lot of fun, and I enjoyed the time I got to spend with you. I am really thankful that even though you and your brothers liked to tease a lot, you were also always ready to listen to me as well. I miss you, and love you.

Howdy. I hope you and Uncle Gary are still having fun with your brownie points. I had a lovely day going to Ashland yesterday. Ellen and I met your mom and dad. We sang in the rain, spoke of different memories and cried all together. It was great. You left a wonderful legacy of self-service and beautiful children. If they have cookies in Heaven, please remember that eating cookies have nothing to do with being hungry. Love ya,Markio

Yo Bro! This is a date I’d rather forget. But as I think more deeply about it, it reminds me that really this is a date that led you on to your next adventure in time, space, and that eternal journey you always pursue! I miss our earthy adventures and your cometic ass always living without boundaries. It just makes me smile to think about your unique demeanor and charming attitude. You’re in my heart each day! Especially this one...a date I’ll never forget!!! Mad love to you brother, Uncle Mark!

Hey Brother, Going on a bike ride in the Wasatch today. I always try and get outside in the mountains on your birthday and your "Soul Day". The memories we shared outside were to many to count. I'll keep trying to find my flow on the trail and you do the same. Peace!

Hey Mark, it's Sarah. Happy birthday! I left this birthday candle for you to make a wish. Love you

Happy Birthday to you Mark!!! This will always be a special day for me and one of my favorite days of the year. It's great to finally leave a little note for you, its been a while. I find myself thinking about you and all of your influence on me. One thing that really stands out is how you really brought a lot of fearlessness to my life. Without you I would have been much more reserved and would have missed out on lots of the adventures, and pushing the limits that makes living so much fun. I think about the times we've stood, strapped into our snowboards, on a perch above Beaver Bowl at Alpine Meadows ready to drop off a 20-30 ft cliff. Or the times we climbed the waterfall soaked cliffs at Horsetail Falls in order to get a thrill jumping in to the icey waters (though time has shifted some of the landscape and you can't even jump into that same spot due to some big boulders blocking the way). Or the times I've taken chances in my business life, encouraged by your fearlessness and self-belief. 
I miss you so much Marcus. I know you'd be so pleased to see how all of our little ones have grown, and the amazingly great people they've become. That has a lot to do with you!!! 
I miss the adventures, I miss the late night/early morning chats, I miss going to shows with you, and I miss playing golf and tennis with you. But, I continue to do ALL of those things, and do them with you in my heart. Today I'm thinking about Squaw Peak, Lake Tahoe, Horsetail Falls, the American River, the Bay, snowboarding, mountain biking and Las Vegas. In fact, I can NEVER forget the time we spent all night cruising the casinos on the strip and in the morning jumping the fence at Caesar's Palace to jump in the pool, only to have security remove us after a few minutes, then looking back to see your black footprints all over the bottom of the pool and leading out of the steps of the pool!!! Indeed you are fearless, and you lived your life as such! Thank you for all that you are to me, to all of us. I am SO grateful that you are my brother, for all eternity. 
Today we honor your life and celebrate your birth, and I keep living it in the way you taught me. With love for you, Mark, forever!!!

Hey Mark,
You were born 49 years ago today. The morning was very similar to the morning today, beautiful and warm. Uncle Gary's last birthday was his 49th. I hope the two of you are out somewhere spending brownie points together. Love your cute face. You should be really proud of your children. They are growing into fabulous human beings. Nice legacy. Happy Birthday to you! 

Mark,

I don't have much to say this year but Mom really wanted me to write something so here it goes.
You are missed. Sometimes more than others and to certain people more than than others. But there is a hole without you in the life each person you came into contact with. You are loved and you are missed. Every day.

Susan

Mark received a card from Lynn Supanc-Koch, a dear family friend. She moved to North Carolina in 1990 and we'd all kept in touch through the years. She loved Mark and often invited him to join her and Patrick, her son and Mark's best friend when they traveled. The card was written on April 18, 2014. It came to his house on April 21.
The text of the card describes Mark so well. The poet is Mary Anne Radmacher
live with intention.
walk to the edge.
listen hard.
practice wellness.
play with abandon.
laugh.
choose with no regret.
continue to learn.
appreciate your friends.
do what you love.
live as if this is all there is!

Inside the card Lynn wrote:
Dear Mark,
I have had this card for a few years thinking I should live like that! Some of us have good intentions, wait for the "right" time, postpone, etc.
It occurs to me that you have actually lived authentically and those words on the front of this card speak about you. This card belongs to you, dear Mark.
My love and warmest memories go your way. Good NOW to you!
Lynn

Mark, you are as alive and vibrant as ever in our lives--just far from your earthly home. All your finest attributes are treasured, all your follies forgiven.
Thank you for leaving us with unforgettable memories, beautiful children and their moms! Love lives forever and so do we. We will meet again and may God be with us until we meet again with joy.
JoMama

I just want to hear his voice, It’s tangible and my dreams house it...... that loud obnoxious laugh maybe...The one where u were pretty sure he was laughing “at you”. Give my right leg to hear that laugh again. (Pun intended, just the way uncle mark would have wanted it) I’m holding mark up high in my prayers and thoughts today and missing the shit out of him every day. Love u uncle mark

Well, it is 3 in the morning and I am reliving Mark's last hours on earth. The cloud sent me a reminder picture of Mark from April 20,2014. He had the funniest expression on his face, like he was just awakening from a night of partying. I am very grateful to have spent so much time with him the last three months of his life. We didn't really talk much, just watched golf on TV and sat quietly in each other's company. I think about him every day and know that he must be looking down on his children and feeling so proud of the three of them. They are all wonderful human beings and a great legacy.

The day Markio was born, I was at the old house with the three munchkins, Ellen, Emily, and Aaron. We had breakfast and played outside waiting for news about the new baby. It was a beautiful summer day and we all cheered when the news of a baby brother came. We loved you that instant and have never stopped for an instant since that time. You are always in our heart and minds. I hope you are with Uncle Gary spending some of the brownie points you earned on earth.

Dad and I were joined by Aunt Liz, Ellen, Jordan and Cecilee in Lithia Park today to once again celebrate your life. We spread out your duvet cover as a tablecloth, brought the "CELEBRATE LIFE" poster painted by Tonya, placed other items reminding us of you--then had a picnic. After telling stories about the experiences you shared with us individually we laughed and cried--so happy for all you added to our lives. Then we sang "I'll Fly Away". Dad and I played the ukeleles and we all raised our voices in song. It's great everyone likes to sing. Aunt Liz was the videographer who captured it all. There was a robin who oversaw it all. A robin or a butterfly often join us when we are thinking of you and are together so we believe it is you, coming to visit us and let us know you are still very much in our lives. You shared great love with many people on this earth and it is still deeply felt. Who knows what you are up to in the heavens but no doubt you are making a difference there too.
Love from JoMama!

This is a Facebook post that Emily, Mark's sister, saw on Facebook written by John Welch, a friend of Marks. John Welch gave permission for this to be added to Mark's memorial website, Forever Missed.
I grew up sking at Sundance. I moved away and didn't return until my kids were big enough to ski with me. Two of my good ski friends from high school had since died, my ski coach Dean and my friend Mark. When I first came back, I felt their specter on the mountain. I would see Dean at the places where he told me to keep my shoulders square with the fall line, where he told me to drive the tips from the front of my boots and stay on a hard edge, and the innumerable places he would say,"Just let them ride". Mark skied with abandon, taking corners and edges at speed, leaping from a smooth cat track into a chute, indifferent to whether there were moguls below him or not. As I pass points on the mountain, I see him still making those sudden turns in front of me. I've been back to Sundance for several years now. At first, I found their specters haunting. Today, my nephew humored me and tuned my old racing skis and I spent the day back with Dean and Mark. Wish you could have been there in more than my mind. And yes, the 203 GS skis from the 80's still ride like gold.

Hello from earth Mark!
We had a birthday celebration in remembrance of you. Sharla, Dave and their kids- including Adam and Keaton, Shauna and the kids, Athena and Makio plus Dad and I were at the Provo River for a float party. It started just below Deer Creek Resevoir and finished at Vivian Park. We sang to you and ate cupcakes and all were happy to be together in a place where we spent many hours in your youth.
Athena, Makio, Dad and I took a short walk along the bike trail and scattered your ashes, talked about our love for you and cried tears of sadness and joy for the place you hold in our hearts.
We

Yo Home Chicken,
Hard to believe that it has been 5 years. I wonder what has transpired in that time during your spiritual journey? From the little I have read and heard, and my small mind is able to grasp, I imagine it has been incredible. You always were a trailblazer, so it stands to reason you would be the one to take the leap first. Maybe you have already chose reincarnation, or maybe you are traveling along on some funky space time trip. Wherever you are, and whatever you are doing, I want you to know I think about you all the time and miss you dearly. I love this planet and all it has to offer, but it is without question a bit more dull without you on it.
Your 3rd rock brother,
Buzz

Sent by Erin Henery on April 25, 2018
Mark, I've decided that every year I want to thank you for something. This year I want to thank you for teaching me to fix things by myself and not be too quick to pay someone to do something that I can do myself. The kids and I have a house now and there is so much to do! I've been working on several things that I've never done before and I think of you often during these times. When I'm frustrated and swearing and thinking that I can't finish- I am reminded that you would think it was ridiculous to hire someone and I carry on with determination. Thank you for having confidence in yourself to do things and instilling that in me. I hope that I'm teaching our kids the same lesson, but I don't think I'm setting an example of how fun it is. Hopefully they see the sense of accomplishment it brings me and they look forward to having that.
Athena is driving now and I've taught her how to change the windshield wipers. You would've thought I told her I was going to show her how to replace the engine when I mentioned that this was something she was going to need to do. But she was successful and skipped away- hopefully feeling proud.
Makio is carrying on the tradition of breaking bones. He has his second broken arm in 5 months. I see determination in him in trying to do things by himself. I offer help but he says,, "I'm going to have to learn how to do it at some point," so he figures it out. I think he gets that from you.
We've seen Opie a few times. Boy does he remind me of Makio. I try to get them all together as much as we can. He is a very sweet boy and I'm glad the three of them are close. They share something unique aside from the fact that they are your children. They all lost you too soon. I want my kids to be able to share stories about you with Opie because they have the perspective as your kids and nobody else can offer that to Opie. You would be proud of your kids. Your spirit is strong and very present in all of them.
Until next year,
Erin

Really, this is not a date I like to remember. I am happy though to have this day to memorialize my brother, Mark. I can't be helped, but to see Mark everyday through my own physical or verbal expressions. I even tend to throw out there a "tarde" ("later" en espanol....since Mark had to give his personal over-armerikanized twist on the direct translation). Mostly I love seeing that expression, head cocked to the side, mouth slightly agape with a thin smile in a dumbfounded but clever way, Ready to get after it, whatever element of adventure was sprouting out of that dumbfounded grin, or more significantly from that mind that was exploding with explorative imagination. I miss that amigo by my side, though his influences in the physical & verbal likenesses that I get to experience everyday, draw me near to my memories of my brother. I miss Mark a lot, & I'm happy that I get so much physical likeness to feel his presence through my voice & actions. But mostly through the way it makes me feel. That overwhelming excitement for adventure & living with intention to grow through experience, which usually meant intense experience to get the fullest deepest experience. He took me places physically & emotionally I would have never otherwise experienced. I love you Mark. I memorialize you with the biggest shit eating grin I can mock up for you.

Happy birthday to the best dad a girl could ever have!! I miss you tons! You're always on my mind every single day and even though you're not physically here with me today you're spirit and beautiful soul is always with me. Often times throughout my day, whether I'm in a rough situation or just thinking about things, one of the first things I think about is how you would have handled it if you were put into that situation and for reasons I don't know the solution always comes to me almost right away. I was so lucky to be able to spend your birthday this year in one of your most favorite spots, Lake Tahoe. As uncle Matthew told us stories on the way there of all the fun times you two had together It made me reflect on some of my most favorite memories I had with you, one that specifically stands out to me was when you had finally bought me and makio candy because you knew we were coming now this was a rare occasion considering you NEVER gave us sweets for some reason during that night me and makio were supposed to stay up all night which is why he bought the candy in the first place. So in honor of today being my dads 46th birthday we decided to have cupcakes and lucky enough for makio and I we got two due to the fact that, one he never wanted us to eat sweets and two that someone had to eat his cupcakes so me and makio both decided we better celebrate his birthday by eating sweets that we know he would have wanted us to eat! I just would like you to know that every single day your name comes up in me and Makio's day and that always brings up a story so every single day me and makio have a special story to tell about you that we had. Happy birthday to the best dad! I love tons and miss you always!
Love, Beetle

46 years ago at 4:03 PM Mark came into the world arriving 14 days later than expected. He came on his own terms and in his own time. Sound familiar? Being the firstborn son, he was welcomed with excitement by his older sisters, mom, Grandma and Aunt Liz. His dad was on a BYU survival excursion as an instructor and did not know that his boy had finally arrived. Mark brought a new dynamic to our family and his charm was apparent from the beginning. That gift manifest itself early in his life. He
knew how to let you have his way. That was always his gift--he could charm his way into anything! My dear Mark, how much I miss you and your lovely soul! Whose life are you blessing in heaven? Our memories of you bless us here on earth. Receive our love and thoughts of you,

Reading the tribute that Mathew wrote last about uncle mark , I can't help but feel the EXACT same way. Who else takes my call at three am ?? Or interrupted my sleep so many times at the wee hours of the morn just to tell me some genius new 50 million dollar dream!! miss those three am talks the most. I find myself longing for the advice that I never took. Happy birthday to u my friend. Loving you so hard !!!

Happy Birthday Brother! Just the other day Froggy and I were recounting an adventure we all had together. Of course, we started laughing and reminisced how much fun it was to hang with you. We miss you, but know you are sharing that infectious laugh with some other lucky souls right now.

Happy 46th!
We are stoked your our brother/Uncle! Thank you all the memories and stories you left for us to tell........Love you and miss you! You are a legend in our home. Love you Dead Head!
Love Michael, Sharla, and Noah

This is Sarah. One of the best things about uncle Markie was that he could always make me laugh. He used to say he hadn't showered in a week then he'd ask me how his armpits smelled. I miss him tons and want to be with him.

A couple of weeks ago, we visited the National Cathedral in Washington, DC twice in a week. As we walked through the beautiful building, there were many places to stop, look heavenward into stunning stained glass windows. Candles were lit in prayer for loved ones, there were quiet places to sit and reflect. While I was there, a woman stood in a circle of light from one of the windows. It seemed like it came directly from heaven and felt like a direct connection to Mark from above. I guess as Mark's mother, I will think of him many times each day, grateful for his time on earth with us and the beautiful children and their moms he left us. You are a most beloved son.

Missing my old friend a lot today. It is bitter and sweet when I look at many of the pictures on this site of our adventures together. My mind is flooded with all the incredible experiences and people we enjoyed together. We were fortunate enough to travel to Mexico, Costa Rica, Panama and even Japan. In everyone of these places I acted as "interpreter", however, there is no question Mark was always the one making the real and deep connection with the people we met. He had that gift. He could cut through the bullshit and get right into the soul of things. He touched so many people in beautifully varied and profound ways. He is, was, and will always be, my brother. I love and miss him dearly!

Remembering Mark today and the way 3 years ago changed my life. Feeling so lucky to be able to spend so much time with his kids. They have the free spirit, kindness, and love that he had. Miss him daily but feel his presence always. Zane and Shiloh love to see pictures and hear stories of "uncle Markie" adventures.

Okay, here I am 1096 days without Mark's physical presence in my life. No matter, he is as much alive in my memories as ever. It feels like he is just in the other room. Love your sweet countenance, MJG. Happy you have been and still are a huge part of my life. Spent time recently with Erin, Athena and Makio. I want to see Opie on my next trip to Portland. You left an incredible legacy.

You know when I really miss Mark? Every night between 12-2am!!! Almost no matter where we were in our adult lives, Mark & I used to talk on the phone or sometimes sitting together talking all kinds of fabulous nonsense about how we were going to see the world together, or how we were going to change the world. I miss how much Mark influenced me. He always had lots to say & always had advice for me. I often rolled my eyes at some Mark's ideas for me, but I always loved that I knew how much he cared about me by those things he'd tell me. Mark is without a doubt the most influential person in my life, & I really miss that advice & those wonderful talks. To this day I still haven't found someone who regularly stays up so late that I can rap with the way I did with ol Uncle Mark. I miss the adventures & most of all the adventurous spirit that Mark brought to everything he did. I love you Mark, & your definitely forever missed. May you stay Forever Young!!!

thinking about mark today and missing his face. Laughing when I think about the way he could always make me Smile . Even when shit hit the fan. Mark is missed by so many people. Every time I see old friends there is never a time he's not brought up in conversation. Loving him today and always.

Happy Birthday Markie. Hope you, Morgan and Uncle Gary are spending some of your "brownie points". I think about you every day and am happy you were and always will be a part of my life. Love, Auntie Liz

Happy Birthday Bro! Each time I spend time with your kiddos I see all of your best qualities...love of family, watching out for each other, having a good time, telling crazy stories and embracing all of life. No day passes that I don't think of you. You are so loved and so missed but I'm so happy you left us with Athena, Makio and Opie to love forever too!

So this is pretty tough. A couple of days ago, I was talking to my
buddy Alan Chambers. We were talking about our friends and all the crazy adventures that our group of friends had growing up in Provo. Well I mentioned Mark. Alan informed me that he had passed away due to cancer. WOW.. It's ironic that the last time I had seen or spoken to Mark was at our friend, Shawn Call's funeral. Two of my dearest friends gone way too soon. There is no scale that can measure the amount of crazy fun that Mark(and Shawn)added to my life. For some crazy reason most of my memories of Mark include Shawn. Whether it was road trips to see the Grateful Dead, and the tolerance on the road for my insatiable appetite for crappy punk rock and skateboarding, showing up randomly in the middle of the night at my parents house after we moved to Hurricane. First tracks down the mountain after a bomb snow storm. I will always remember the raging good times we had. I feel so privileged to have Mark as a friend. I love you bro! Give Shawn a hug for me. Say hi to my Dad and Mom. Tell my mom I said to bake you some cookies.

Holding your head still and cocked to the side, with a big, animated smile, a kick of the heels, elbows out, fists to your chest.....you doing your signature sideways celebration dance:)! I see you! Finding amusement in yourself as you respond to the many acknowledgements of ❤️YOU❤️ on this day. Knowing very well, that you are celebrated every single day! I only knew you to acknowledge people on their birthdays in one way- by saying "awe, we're so glad you were born:)", completely present and sincere, you'd follow up with the most heartfelt embrace and a moan as you held the person so sweetly and lovingly. Well, back at you Mark- thank YOU for being born. I LOVE you❤️. We LOVE you❤️. You are LOVE❤️. We are LOVE❤️.

"It feels good to feel good". The Words ringing in my ears. Happy birthday uncle mark I'm so grateful to have had so many memories an good times with u can't wait to be with u again

I just posted a picture here I took at the "Fare Thee Well" shows for the Grateful Dead. It was July 4th and I decided to take some of Mark's ashes to the top of Soldier Field and share in a moment together. In true Mark and Dead fashion, as soon as I reached the top the song Standing on the Moon began to play. "A lovely view of heaven, but I'd rather be with you." Needless to say I smiled, cried my eyes out, felt and remembered so many things. It was truly remarkable and I will never forget it. Mark may have moved on, but he will never be forgotten. Happy Birthday Brother! See you in a little while.