Bill and Marcia,
My father, told me today, of your loss, and I wanted to let you know that my prayers are with you. It has been 20 years since I've seen Mark, but the memories, this evening, have come flooding back.
When we were boys, Marc and I would fire off model rockets in the field next to your house. We would spend summer day's playing in your basement, and as the years went by, I would stop by your house on the way to school, and Marc and I would walk together.
From the words of others that I have read in this guestbook, Marc turned out a great person, loved by many. I regret that I didnt know him as an adult.
My deepest condolances,
Adam Shake##imported-begin##Adam Shake, Washington D.C.##imported-end##