I remember Mark being crazy and full of fun all the time. One experience I remember was spinning cookies with him in his station wagon in the parking lot of the North stake center. However, it was not winter time and there was no ice to spin on, just dry pavement. There were a bunch of us in the car and I was a little afraid but I don't think Mark was. :)
My favorite memory of Mark was the chewing gum art display he had in his locker. Everytime he chewed a piece of gum he would stick it in his locker until he had an amazing chewing gum piece of art. He didn't limit himself either to his own gum. He was more than willing to accept other people's chewed gum to add to his masterpiece. It was a MASTERPIECE!
Mark and I worked alot togather because my dad worked for Garth Van Orden (Marks uncle) one year during harvest we were working in the cellar across from Scott Van Orden's house and he left for a minute and I thought nothing of it, soon after I was scraping the cellar and Doyle (think he worked for Scott's dad) came over and practically yanked me off the tractor and said "why in the hell did you throw the shop "cat" onto the roof of the shop"? I had no idea what he was talking about so I denied any part of it, he angrily stomped off, just as Mark came around the corner with his $#*& eating grin on his face. I knew without a doubt who it was that tossed that cat about 20 feet in the air onto the roof of the shop. Yeah of course Mark left me "out to dry" and never fessed up. I think Doyle to this day feels that I did it! Mark was fun and crazy he led a wild life and was one of a kind!
I think it was during our sophomore year, before a "Battle of the Airbands" at one of the school dances. Mark, Kent Sommercorn, Nick Mann, Quinn Peterson, and I schemed on a plan. Mark, Kent, and Quinn came roaring up in the parking lot outside the high school in Mark's station wagon wearing the most awful-looking wigs (which were totally appropriate for the event) and headbanging to Quiet Riot. Mark spun a few 360's with Kent and Quinn hanging out the windows howling, "Bang your head!" Mark had his tongue hanging out, with that huge smile and wild look on his face. Nick and I couldn't stop laughing. Mark brought the wagon to a screeching halt, then they all jumped out and demonstrated the pyrotechnics they'd been working on. Kent and Quinn proceeded to fire off some black powder in tuna cans, while Mark demonstrated his skills with a lighter and a can of hairspray. Unfortunately, Principal Mecham saw all of this and promptly put a stop to our little show. Although we didn't get to perform, I'll never forget how wild, carefree, and hilarious Mark was.
I have memories of Mark way back to Kindergarten when he kissed me on the cheek and I ran away from him. I bet he kissed a lot of girls that year! He had the cutest dimples and his smile was wide and inviting. He was always willing to try something new even if it got him in trouble. He cracked me up 'cuz he could never sit still!
I worked the harvest with him in '85 and my brother started this Tarzan yell thing. When Mark joined in, it was totally hilarious!!!! He was always jumping down from things, falling down and laughing at himself. Man, he was funny!
We gave him a colt we didn't have the time to tame, and I know he enjoyed that for a while. Anyone know what happened with the colt? I'm curious.
My brother-in-law is his uncle, and when Mark passed, we found out about it even though we had moved to California. I still think about him sometimes because he was the perfect example of being 100% yourself - no worries.
I remember Mark as always having a cast on one body part or another. But he was proud of what he did to earn that cast because like everyone has explained Mark was carefree. I'm sure he gave his mom more than one heart attack in his lifetime. I remeber getting ready to come to graduation at Snake River, since I had moved away, I asked either Barbara or Robin about Mark and they told me that he had an accident and wasn't with any longer. I was so bummed, because I was totally stoked that he had made it to graduation. I was bummed, but I have great memories on a wild and crazy guy. No matter what he had a smile on his face and a big laugh to create for everyone around him.
To me Mark will always be the guy with the huge ear to ear grin and contagious laughter. Anytime I think of him that's what I see. I know now from a very wonderful lady, Marks Mom, that Mark suffered from ADHD, which back when we were kids was not heard of, so Mark was labled as a "discipline problem", because teachers then weren't trained to deal with ADHD. I have had the privilege of having 3 of my 4 kids in Mrs. V's first grade class and we have talked countless hours about Mark and how similar he and my son are. It is amazing just how much they are alike. You see ADHD is like being in a room with 20 t.v's on at the same time on different channels and trying to watch them all. Very impossible to concentrate, and when kids with ADHD can't concentrate the get bored and distracted and do things like act out to get out of the situation. Its very frustrating for them. So I know that is why Mark did alot of the things he did, Laughter was Marks way of "dealing". Mark was a very special guy and touched alot of lives, you could always count on having a fun time when he was around whether you wanted to or not. If there is one thing that I learned from Mark it is that you shouldn't take everything so serious. We are all very lucky to have grown up with Mark.
Mark was always so funny. He would drive the art teacher crazy. ( Mrs. Marriott, I think) well she would act mad and then I would see her walk away with a little smile starting. He was for sure, our class clown. He was also very nice and I do not think in all of the years I new him, grade school to high school, he was ever mean to anyone. Did not matter what religion you were, what you dressed like or what you looked like he was alway nice. He was a great guy!
Mark was such a great guy! I remember Mark and Quinn showing up at my house in the middle of winter and having me drive while they hookie-bobed down the road! I can't think of a time that I hung out with Mark that I didn't laugh until my ribs ached and my face hurt from smiling so much! Mark had a kind heart and was always quick to say something nice or funny just when you needed a lift. He has been in my thoughts for the past twenty years and I can't hear the song "Don't Worry, Be Happy" without grinning, having a tear come to my eye and thinking of Mark. I miss you, Bud!
Mark was one of my first childhood friends. We grew up in the same ward -along with Kent and Keila. Sometimes his mom would drop him off at my house to wait for the bus to take us to kindergarten. When I moved away in 8th grade, I would still see Mark at church whenever I came back to visit my grandparents. It seems like every time I would come to visit, he had a broken arm or leg or some other injury. When I moved back at the end of my junior year, it was nice to still have Mark as a friend. He was a fun date to the girls choice dance. He was a crazy driver as Shayna mentioned. He was a great artist, a source of entertainment, well loved by everyone and sometimes it still shocks me that he is gone.
Angie Cramer (Good)
I remember Mark being crazy and full of fun all the time. One experience I remember was spinning cookies with him in his station wagon in the parking lot of the North stake center. However, it was not winter time and there was no ice to spin on, just dry pavement. There were a bunch of us in the car and I was a little afraid but I don't think Mark was. :)Kim Bybee (Heward)
My favorite memory of Mark was the chewing gum art display he had in his locker. Everytime he chewed a piece of gum he would stick it in his locker until he had an amazing chewing gum piece of art. He didn't limit himself either to his own gum. He was more than willing to accept other people's chewed gum to add to his masterpiece. It was a MASTERPIECE!Chris Ramos
Mark and I worked alot togather because my dad worked for Garth Van Orden (Marks uncle) one year during harvest we were working in the cellar across from Scott Van Orden's house and he left for a minute and I thought nothing of it, soon after I was scraping the cellar and Doyle (think he worked for Scott's dad) came over and practically yanked me off the tractor and said "why in the hell did you throw the shop "cat" onto the roof of the shop"? I had no idea what he was talking about so I denied any part of it, he angrily stomped off, just as Mark came around the corner with his $#*& eating grin on his face. I knew without a doubt who it was that tossed that cat about 20 feet in the air onto the roof of the shop. Yeah of course Mark left me "out to dry" and never fessed up. I think Doyle to this day feels that I did it!Mark was fun and crazy he led a wild life and was one of a kind!
Bk Cottle
I think it was during our sophomore year, before a "Battle of the Airbands" at one of the school dances. Mark, Kent Sommercorn, Nick Mann, Quinn Peterson, and I schemed on a plan. Mark, Kent, and Quinn came roaring up in the parking lot outside the high school in Mark's station wagon wearing the most awful-looking wigs (which were totally appropriate for the event) and headbanging to Quiet Riot. Mark spun a few 360's with Kent and Quinn hanging out the windows howling, "Bang your head!" Mark had his tongue hanging out, with that huge smile and wild look on his face. Nick and I couldn't stop laughing. Mark brought the wagon to a screeching halt, then they all jumped out and demonstrated the pyrotechnics they'd been working on. Kent and Quinn proceeded to fire off some black powder in tuna cans, while Mark demonstrated his skills with a lighter and a can of hairspray. Unfortunately, Principal Mecham saw all of this and promptly put a stop to our little show. Although we didn't get to perform, I'll never forget how wild, carefree, and hilarious Mark was.Joyce Christensen ((Bergshoeff))
I have memories of Mark way back to Kindergarten when he kissed me on the cheek and I ran away from him. I bet he kissed a lot of girls that year! He had the cutest dimples and his smile was wide and inviting. He was always willing to try something new even if it got him in trouble. He cracked me up 'cuz he could never sit still!I worked the harvest with him in '85 and my brother started this Tarzan yell thing. When Mark joined in, it was totally hilarious!!!! He was always jumping down from things, falling down and laughing at himself. Man, he was funny!
We gave him a colt we didn't have the time to tame, and I know he enjoyed that for a while. Anyone know what happened with the colt? I'm curious.
My brother-in-law is his uncle, and when Mark passed, we found out about it even though we had moved to California. I still think about him sometimes because he was the perfect example of being 100% yourself - no worries.
Jodi Honstead
I remember Mark as always having a cast on one body part or another. But he was proud of what he did to earn that cast because like everyone has explained Mark was carefree. I'm sure he gave his mom more than one heart attack in his lifetime.I remeber getting ready to come to graduation at Snake River, since I had moved away, I asked either Barbara or Robin about Mark and they told me that he had an accident and wasn't with any longer. I was so bummed, because I was totally stoked that he had made it to graduation. I was bummed, but I have great memories on a wild and crazy guy. No matter what he had a smile on his face and a big laugh to create for everyone around him.
Susie Serr (Moreno)
To me Mark will always be the guy with the huge ear to ear grin and contagious laughter. Anytime I think of him that's what I see. I know now from a very wonderful lady, Marks Mom, that Mark suffered from ADHD, which back when we were kids was not heard of, so Mark was labled as a "discipline problem", because teachers then weren't trained to deal with ADHD. I have had the privilege of having 3 of my 4 kids in Mrs. V's first grade class and we have talked countless hours about Mark and how similar he and my son are. It is amazing just how much they are alike. You see ADHD is like being in a room with 20 t.v's on at the same time on different channels and trying to watch them all. Very impossible to concentrate, and when kids with ADHD can't concentrate the get bored and distracted and do things like act out to get out of the situation. Its very frustrating for them. So I know that is why Mark did alot of the things he did, Laughter was Marks way of "dealing". Mark was a very special guy and touched alot of lives, you could always count on having a fun time when he was around whether you wanted to or not. If there is one thing that I learned from Mark it is that you shouldn't take everything so serious. We are all very lucky to have grown up with Mark.Carlen Hensley (Hall)
Mark was always so funny. He would drive the art teacher crazy. ( Mrs. Marriott, I think) well she would act mad and then I would see her walk away with a little smile starting. He was for sure, our class clown. He was also very nice and I do not think in all of the years I new him, grade school to high school, he was ever mean to anyone. Did not matter what religion you were, what you dressed like or what you looked like he was alway nice. He was a great guy!Shayna Neal (Beck)
Mark was such a great guy! I remember Mark and Quinn showing up at my house in the middle of winter and having me drive while they hookie-bobed down the road! I can't think of a time that I hung out with Mark that I didn't laugh until my ribs ached and my face hurt from smiling so much! Mark had a kind heart and was always quick to say something nice or funny just when you needed a lift. He has been in my thoughts for the past twenty years and I can't hear the song "Don't Worry, Be Happy" without grinning, having a tear come to my eye and thinking of Mark. I miss you, Bud!Gina Wray (Michaelson)
Mark was one of my first childhood friends. We grew up in the same ward -along with Kent and Keila. Sometimes his mom would drop him off at my house to wait for the bus to take us to kindergarten. When I moved away in 8th grade, I would still see Mark at church whenever I came back to visit my grandparents. It seems like every time I would come to visit, he had a broken arm or leg or some other injury. When I moved back at the end of my junior year, it was nice to still have Mark as a friend. He was a fun date to the girls choice dance. He was a crazy driver as Shayna mentioned. He was a great artist, a source of entertainment, well loved by everyone and sometimes it still shocks me that he is gone.