September 17, 1955 to July
The photo below was taken at AL's Bar at the Memorial
for Jim Van Tyne (February, 1991). Peter Alexander is to the left, Mark
(center), Scott Craig (right), Reed Roles (far right). Mark was "sympomatic"
at this time and beginning a difficult slow path downward.
photo: Stephen D. Duddy
a particularly complex and sensitive guy. Born in Texas and raised in San
Jose in a large Irish-American family, he vacillated between living in
Los Angeles and San Francisco. Anarchy, poetry, all things Irish, and wicked
wonderful music were all vital components in the life of this hunky blonde
Recently (early 1998) I happened
to visit San Francisco and dined at the "Irelands 32" Pub out near Pacific
Beach. My host (and best friend) informed me at some point into Sunday
brunch at this genuine Irish family "sports bar" that this was the place
where the Wake for Mark had been some years earlier. This caught me by
surprise and seemed to ignite something. We looked at each other oddly.
And a great wave of simultaneous Mark-ness enveloped us both. We found
ourselves crying like babies after some kind of unknowable experience of
indetrminate duration had transpired. I don't believe in souls 'n' such.
Or, at least, I seldom think about it. But that was definitely
And I have a witness.
Mark's ashes are scattered amid
the redwoods in the hills above Santa Cruz.-jm
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