Memories of Mark playing softball with him and wanting to wear a helmet when in the field with him,because when he threw the ball in I wanted to hit the floor it was so wild. Visiting him in Colorado and everything was not that far an hour later we all had car sickness and wanting to vomit. Margaret

Mark,

What a gift you are to our world. Your reach has no boundaries. Your travel has no limits. Your heart is for all. You are God's hands of compassion. You are God's mercy--Now, in human form--

Alive and well. Thank you for touching my life . I am grateful. Sr. Harriet.