Until We Meet Again....

Goodbye, Grandpa Mark.  I did not know you growing up, but the hundreds who turned out over the weekend to bid you farewell talked of their neighbour, friend, and little league coach.

Mom enjoyed your company, with the twinkle in your eye and crazy jokes. It was an honour to be a part of your wedding.  While my own father passed away ten years before our oldest son was born, you were the boys' Grandpa Mark from their beginnings. You held them as babies, told them silly rhymes and snuck them ice cream. The ties of kinship do not need blood.

We will always cherish the memories, and will miss you greatly. Rest in Peace.

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