Mark,
Miss you every day, big hole in my heart
Your brother
Jeff

I miss my Friend. I wish I could meet you at The Big A and see a Tigers game. Think about you often.

i just found out this morning that my dear friend mark had passed away. we had stayed in touch over the last ten years or so and i was in the process of moving. i will miss him dearly and tryed to contact him today and then i found this out.rest in peace my friend. i miss you so much. so many memories that i will cherish

Mark was a good friend and neighbor growing up in Downey CA . We went through elementary to high school together
And often played sports together. Mark was a very gifted athlete ( much better than I ).
I always looked up to Mark and was very happy to have him come to my 65 year birthday dinner in Downey last Sept.
I had no idea he was ill and never had another chance to say goodbye.
Love you brother - RIP in Gods presence.
Bruce Hearn

Mark loved his his Son Matt and Daughter Katie with all the heart he had to give them.
Mark's priorities to Fatherhood were always placed in front of him, he never had to look back as a Father and say "I wish I would've done this or that with and for my kids" he drove countless hours to attend sporting events, school functions, birthday parties, and other special and significant events in the lives of his children.
Mark's devotion to Matt and Katie would serve as a good standard for Dad's across our Country today, Mark was second to none in regards to "How to do it right"
Mark gave up opportunities that many of us might not have chosen in entertainment, business , self time and other opportunities just so that his kids knew he loved them and would always be there for them.
I always have and will continue to admire that quality that Mark demonstrated in being a great Father.
Mark couldn't have done that alone, Debbie (Katie's Mom) was always supportive to Mark in co-parenting as were Matt's Mom and step-Dad and Mark's wife Elizabeth was also and equally devoted to all Mark's commitments and activities for Katie and Matt.
They say you can't take it with you when we all pass on someday, but I think my Brother Mark did take with him peace in knowing he had his priorities set correct and never wavered.
Love you and miss you Mark,
Jeff

My handsome brother, you taught me how to ski at snow valley when I was a little girl on the rope tows. I have loved to ski ever since. I remember when a kid on our street called me names you beat him up and made him apologize to me. You let me ride in your Trans Am and we listened to Super Tramp Breakfast in America, one of my favorites and now on my Pandora play list , I think of you every time I hear it. You were a great big brother always protective and loving. I was sad but proud when you joined the Marines, I guess I didn’t want you to leave. My heart is sad because your gone again but I know that you are happy and free of what was making you sick. I hope you heard me that Sunday, I hope you know how much I love you. Being the only sister was a special spot to be, I was lucky to have you watch over me. I’ll see you again, probably on the diamond is where I’ll find you. Be happy big brother, all my love to you❤️ Your sister

Mark is my Brother, as kids we played sports together from Sun up to Sundown.
Wiffle ball ,over the line, flag football, riding our bikes to the beach on the riverbed and body surfing all day long.
We we're Cub Scouts together and did all the things you do as a Cub Scout, Mark won a couple Trophies for the Pinewood Derby cars he made for fastest car and car design.
Mark took good care of his younger brothers Jeff, Guy and Michael and our sister Liz always making sure that if any older kids were picking on any of us they'd have to deal with Mark and that meant getting "zapped", so we all had a good time in the 60"s and 70's living in Downey.
One time Mark and I had watched the Winter Olympics and this guy Jean Claude Keelly won a bunch of Olympics medals, Mark said "we can do that if some French guy can do it we can too"! We wore our version of good ski apparel...Levi's, no shirts, baseball hats, just two high school knuckleheads having fun and wearing a bunch of scrapes and many razzberries from the many many tumbles and crashes we had that day, the first of our many ski trips together.
Mark never quit on anything, that was something he demonstrated for his siblings and his kids we learned from Mark to always find a way.
Mark joined the Marine Corps and that was an accomplishment he ways always proud of, want to "be like Mark" I joined the Marine Corps too.
Mark had a very honorable service record in the Marines, receiving many Service Medals that distinguished his service for Leadership and meeting the Highest of Marine Corps Standards in his responsibilities as a Sergeant.
After the Marines Mark and I shared a couple apartments in Orange County and we had a heck of a lot fun and being of Irish decent we specialized in Shenanigan's, I want to emphasize Fun and Shenanigan's!
Mark possessed "Divine Discontent" he knew he always could improve, whether that was improving his education, excelling at baseball
,learning Ju Jitsu or improving as a Husband and Father he always strived to be not just good or better Mark wanted to be the best!
Being a devoted husband to Elizabeth, a great father to Matt and Katie was what he wanted to leave as his Legacy.
Mark you did it!
Elizabeth married a great husband, Katie and Matt had that special relationship with a loving and devoted Father.
Mark you know that your Son and Daughter will raise their kids to be good people, patriots, go getters in life who will be "Little Mark's" continuing "The Mark Freeman Way" or they may get "Zapped" if they do otherwise.
Via Con Dios Mark,
I miss you and love you all the days of my life.
Your Brother
Jeff

Mark,
You will be missed and loved forever!!
I will never forget when we went hiking and when we played baseball together and when we went to Jamba Juice. <3
                                         
                                        Love:
                                             Mason aka Mason-Dixon

My Uncle Mark was an amazing guy. I've never met someone who was so passionate and lived so wholeheartedly. I was really fortunate to have him as an uncle. He taught me books-worth of facts about sports, always amazed me with his devotion to learning and inspired me to be even a fraction as passionate about my hobbies as he was. I'll always remember trips up to Bass Lake, a spot he was so proud to share. Mark Freeman always made me proud to be a Freeman. I love you Uncle Mark.

My Dad was a man of unwavering character and an exceptional father, loving our family so well. He had an infectious sense of humor and a true zest for life! He will be deeply missed and in our hearts forever. I find comfort knowing he is now in God's loving arms in heaven (undoubtably on a baseball field) and we will someday meet again. For now I will hold tight to the precious memories and the special love we shared my entire life.
I miss you and love you Daddy.