For Mark Wayne Gentry. Born 12/5/99 - Called home 11/2/22

I created this short memory show of our son doing various explorations, walking dogs, being his usual casual self. Defender of the Downtrodden, Friend to All That Gave Him a Chance. He lost hid fight with an infection, he had been sick for 90 days or so before he passed. Mark was our youngest, in one picture in the set, he is holding his first "My Little Ponies" in his collection, I have the picture of Nathan and Mark who were so tiny back then.
22 is too young to die. We miss you already son. I will never sing again, not without my "we ain't never singing in public, we are having a great tune" karaoke partner. From the day I met you, you were always my son.
Mark was such a sweet and loving innocent soul, he truly wanted hate to stop. He used to sing along with mw when I would do my Karaoke Therapy. We would just laugh and say "Screw it, its not like we are getting paid for it!"
As he grew into a young man, and attended a notorious public school in a city here in CO, he was known to stand up and defend the weaker kids. He always questioned me on what to do about his classmates and drugs. And he was never a user. He tried both booze and weed on his 21st at home, said it was exactly what he expected, something he would not enjoy, he never drank or smoked again.
Rest in Peace Fuzzhead.....
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