Kathy
in honor of Mark.
Memories of my first motorcycle rides are on the back of Mark's bike, exploring the hills of Pennsylvania when we were teens. Mark was a blast, whether we were playing outside, playing cards into the wee hours of the morning, or he and Greg were performing their music for us out-of-towners. I only wish we would have stayed in touch. So farewell for now, sweet cousin, until we meet again ...
Heartfelt wishes to Debbie and Greg and all who love you, that memories will bring a smile and maybe even a belly laugh when they think of you. I know they sure have for me.
With much love,
Kathy Day Beech
