most of my memories are recent, because i guess i didn't hang out with him much when i was younger.
- talking to him at mary browns a few weeks ago. i remember thinking "how jealous those girls from school would be if they seen mark starting a conversation with me". he was teasing me, saying how much fun mom must be having, shopping with me. then we got our food & he left and ran across the road, got in the dump truck and rode off
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i only met him once, but what i will always remember most will be the way that all of the people that i have come to love in Newfoundland talked about him, the way they knew he was something special. I will always remember the capacity that all of the people down there that i met have for loving others. Mark included. If any of you need me, i am always here for you all!
yeah. he was something special. and still is. the sheer number of people who showed up today, and yesterday to pay respects reflected just how many lives he has touched in some way. it was amazing. ♥
In the last conversation I had with him, he told me his theory as to why everyone on the mainland says that Newfoundlanders can drink anyone under the table, that it's because of the fact that we call a dozen beer a case and they call twenty four a case. So when a newfie will say "Well b'ys last night I had about a case of beer in me, maybe a little more, gotta go pick up another case for tonight" they think that we drink more than 48 beer in any given weekend.
hahaha. thats funny. i can see the misinterpretation. and although its not something most would be proud of, i think its great that they believe we're all pretty much alcoholics. we've got a crappy military, shitty education & law systems, and not so great sports teams, so in the end of it all at least we have SOMETHING to brag about. i guess.
Since he had come home this time, there's hardly been a day when he wasn't at my house, calling my house, driving by my house (and making huge noises), or simply being heard from. He was always doing that one eyebrowed squinty eyed look, or smiling the way he could drive girls wild. Ah, fortunately for me he's always been "just Mark", or "brother Mark"... sleeping on my sofa or eating out of my fridge (without permission). Once as we (Don, Janine and myself) were walking up Joel's driveway, he came roaring down and swerved over towards us and made Don fall; he later told my mother that "it was no trouble to tell that she is Cindy's daughter, she didn't flinch or move." I of course was used to his kidding ways at that point, so I won't take credit for being fearless. There was also the time that I was walking to the store and he pulled out of Junoir's driveway and asked if I wanted a ride. When I said sure, he gave me a look and said that he didn't actually expect me to take it, I was going just down the road. He also added that this
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come to think of it, every time that I was at your house within the last year or two [which i know wasn't much, but hey, i did move away afterall] he was there. flaked out on your loveseat or with his head in the fridge. lol. but yes. again, his humor and kindness and that smile. the one that mike even spoke of today; he will be missed. ♥
i have to add on to amanda's comment about how she no longer flinched when mark drove by. it had actually gotten to the point where my instincts didn't even tell me to jump out of the way when i seen a truck driving towards me. this probably wasn't a great thing, because one day the truck may not have been mark & therefore not turned away at the last second but yeah.. ♥
someday i hope you get the chance; to live like you were dying ....fall_againAugust 14 2005, 22:55:55 UTC
I didn't really know mark myself. He's been only next door for the majority of my life but like all of the other girls from this side of Canada ... I just sat and looked. Elliott's Cove has gotten even more boring than before without the sound of his truck or dirtbike literally whizzing by. Conversations about Mark just aren't going to be the same anymore ... he is definitely going to be missed ..... :( r.i.p
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- talking to him at mary browns a few weeks ago. i remember thinking "how jealous those girls from school would be if they seen mark starting a conversation with me". he was teasing me, saying how much fun mom must be having, shopping with me. then we got our food & he left and ran across the road, got in the dump truck and rode off ( ... )
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