1957 - 2023
1957 - 2023
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Kris Bloyer
September 14, 2024
My brother gosh how I miss him. This was taken the day before he passed and even though he was hurting he still had a smile on his face. He didn´t take anything for granted and when we left that day his last words to me were "gosh I just love you." he was my hero
Theresa Hylton
January 24, 2024
Liz, Gina shared Mark's passing with me this weekend. My condolences to you and your family. Prayers and love. Theresa Hylton, Chandler, AZ
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Amy Lang
September 26, 2023

Amy Lang
September 26, 2023
Amy Lang
September 26, 2023
Mark and I were 6th grade partner teachers together. I couldn´t have asked for a better partner. We had a lot of fun with our kids but during the college football season it was war! He had his Cyclones and I had my Hawkeyes. We would get our students involved and parade through each other´s classrooms. It never really mattered who won, well actually it did... So many great memories! Mark you can now cheer on from heaven.

Jessica Bennett (Creten)
September 26, 2023
A few weeks ago I was organizing a cabinet (if I´m being honest I was actually annoyed about doing it because a child of mine had taken a bunch of photo albums out instead of taking them out one at a time like they are supposed to, and she couldn´t get them back in of course...which was the only reason I was organizing it). This was only a couple days after I had learned about Mark´s diagnosis. In the middle of sorting through some floating pictures and papers in that cabinet I found this note. I have no idea how it´s survived without being tossed in the last 19 ish years, because I tend to be someone who gets rid of a lot of stuff, but it brought a smile to my face and I have no plans to toss it now It may be simple, but it reminds me of the joy Mark always had, even if he wasn´t winning. A kindness and joy that I have sat and reflected on a lot in the last few weeks, and not just in the aspect of sports, but life in general.
I homeschool my three kids, and I strive to be the kind of teacher Mark was, pretty much always patient, kind and understanding. (Side story- I remember going on the sea lab field trip and I had forgotten my Dramamine bracelets...Mark stopped the bus in town and went to Rite Aid to get me some...I never had another teacher that I think would have done that!)
I can´t wait to read Tom Sawyer with my kids because it was always remind me of him!
I remember the very first day of fifth grade at CVS when I went up to Mark and told him I was a Red Sox fan (and going home and telling my parents my teacher was a Yankees fan ). I never would have imagined then the impact he would have on me in the years ahead. Looking back, I see the Spirit of the Lord through so many memories of him, and I am forever thankful for who he was and how God used him in my life.
Teresa Wagner
September 25, 2023
Mark was an awesome teacher and loved each child with the love of Jesus as did Liz! Praying for Liz and the family knowing they are sad, But remembering our HOPE that we will see one another again soon
Love Teresa Wagner
Scott Witte
September 25, 2023
-- Shortly after Mark moved to Schaller with his mom and sisters, his mom, Marlys invited a small group of Mark's 4th grade classmates to go bowling in Storm Lake. Our friendship was forged! From then on, always felt welcome at the Kroese home!
-- Mark, Jim Voss, and I shared a love of baseball. We played together, and with guys both older and younger than us, in Little League, Babe Ruth League, and High School.
-- At the end of each little league season, the coaches took us in school busses season to Minneapolis to a Twins game. The first major league game I went to was 1967, Dean Chance threw a no-hitter that day against the Red Sox....it was called after 5 innings due to the rain (hailed on us, too, as we ran to the bus)!
-- Summer of 1969 we were on the Little League "traveling team" together - won the Tri-County Little League regular season and tournament. Coached by Rick Blum, all stars were Mark (center field), Jim Voss (pitcher), and Scott Witte (3rd base). We traveled all the way to LeMars (55 miles!) to play in the regional tournament.
-- Mark was a smart ball player, an excellent fielder covering a lot of ground in CF, a talented base runner/base stealer, and had the highest batting average most of our years together, including his last two years of high school when he batted over .400. Mark was selected all-Bo-Coon Conference as a junior and senior, and all-tournament in the inaugural Storm Lake 4th of July Invitational Tournament.
-- Mark was always fun to be around, with a great sense of humor and a quick wit. He was kind to others, and respected by his classmates and kids both older and younger.
-- Somehow, not sure why, we lost track of each other after a couple years of college. Fast-forward about 47 years - I learned of Mark's cancer diagnosis. I texted him and he was sitting in his oncologist's office. Even though he was dealing with a difficult diagnosis, he said, "All is not doom and gloom, because over the decades, I have developed a very close relationship with Jesus." That set the stage for some pretty incredible text conversations over Mark's last 5 weeks about the relationship each of us have had with Jesus Christ, introducing each other to our families, and sharing about our careers and life journeys. We together marveled at how Jesus and the Holy Spirit had worked in our lives in the 47 years since we last saw one another.....what a rich last 5 weeks I had from getting re-connected with Mark; what an encouragement and example he has been for me in his final weeks! I rejoice in knowing that Mark is now experiencing his Savior face-to-face!
Roger Johnson
September 25, 2023
- That picture of Mark is just a perfect picture of how I remember Mark would sit in a lawn chair with his arms back and hands hanging down.
- I remember times when we would get together and grill steaks at someone´s house and just enjoy being around each other. There are many nights we did things that we probably hoped that our own kids didn´t do as young adults but we sure had fun!!!
- Mark was a Yankees fan too as there were not many of us that cheered on for the Bronx Bombers. Mark´s laugh was unforgettable and he was a great person to be around and to have as a friend.
Jim Voss
September 25, 2023
Mark moved to town the summer before we started 4th grade. I think that was our first year of organized baseball. We had 5 minor league teams. Cardinals, Orioles, Bluejays, Yankees and Giants.
-- I remember in 4th grade we grew tomato plants in Dixie cups on the window ledge. Mark and I got first pick of the plants to take home at the end of the year. We drew numbers out of a hat and we got 1 and 2.
-- We rode our bikes around town and -picked up pop bottles that were littered. Got 3 cents for them at Andy´s Cafe. Spent the proceeds at the awesome candy counter.
-- We used to ride down to the dump and scrounge for treasure. Once we found a wooden railroad crossing sign. We figured it was worth saving. We took it to Marks Grandpa Benny´s . He had a cool tool shed in his back yard. I don´t remember if we asked or not but we scrounged around and found some wheels, like stroller wheels and a pair of "creeper" wheels and mounted them to the sign. We made some rope handles and a tow rope attachment. We even painted it green like forest green and named it the "Jark". We took it to the top of the hill and towed a rider on it with our bike. No knee or elbow pads or helmets in those days. Just hokey jeans or cutoffs and white tee shirts.
-- Another time we found an old 3 panel closet sized door and a couple small empty barrels that were in surprisingly good shape. We found some baling wire or twine and tied the door on top of the barrels. It was early spring, still some snow on the ground but melting fast. There was a swollen creek down by the dump. I think it was the outlet from the city lagoons. Looked like a great place for rafting. Mark was gracious enough to allow me to have the first chance to embark on the maiden voyage. We launched the craft, didn´t think about christening it first, too excited to get aboard. I stepped on, trying not to get wet as that would be hard to explain to mom, boat promptly turned over and dumped me in the freezing cold water. Somewhere in that creek there´s a shipwreck of an unnamed ship designed, procured and built by Mark and Jim and our band of brothers.
-- Mark´s Grandpa Benny was a custodian at the school. Sometimes his uncles Denny and Dean would be home from college and they would take us to the gym at the high school and we would play basketball with real basketballs and baskets. That was a real treat. The baskets were not adjustable so we had to shoot from the hip to have a chance to score. The gymnasium floor was a town treasure so we had to play in our stocking feet. It was a rare and special privilege to be in the facility.
-- I remember when Mark, Jeff and I would go out to my Grandpa Ray´s farm and help with chores. We would rake corn out of the corn crib in to the grinder conveyer. Grandpa ran the grinder. After we ground the corn we would feed the cattle. We were probably about 6th or 7th grade because we got to drive the tractor some. Grandpa sent us all three to tractor driver training school at Ida County fairgrounds one summer. One time we had ground the corn and had to put protein stuff on top of the corn in the wagon. Mark was driving the tractor with a loader bucket and pulling up to the chicken house door where I was standing ready to dump bags of protein into the bucket. I looked up to signal to Mark to stop and see an urgent look of panic on his face as he is searching with his feet and hands to find the tractors stopping mechanisms. I ran for shelter in the chicken coop and he got the rig stopped but left a nasty crease in the side of the Chicken Coop.
-- Mark's mom, Marlys would take us up to Alta golf course early in the morning. We took peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and we golfed all day until she came to pick us up. Marlys or my mom would also take us to "the Pit" to go swimming. We spent many hot summer afternoons there. We would catch sun fish off the dock with a piece of yarn from the carpet that covered the dock.
-- When Mark moved to the house across the street from me we built a 3 - Story treehouse by the ally in his back yard. We had apple fights with kids on the ground from our superior elevated position. Ammo was supplied from the stockpile on the ground deposited by several trees in the Johnsons yard to the North.
-- The treehouse inspired us to design/build a "Fort" . This required us to procure land and a plethora of materials. Mark must have negotiated the land deal as we secured a sizable piece of prime real estate in Marlys and Kenny´s garden. Our materials were procured from Schaller Tel (old telephone pole cross tees) and Grandpa Roy´s shop. Grandpa Roy had an old chicken coop that I never saw chickens in. We had it torn down before he knew it or where it was going. We found nails and tools in the shop or our parents garages. I think we put them back where we got them cause we would have been in trouble if the owners couldn´t find them when they needed to. I don´t think we used any power tools in the construction. Kenny ran an overhead power line from the house to the Fort. Mark negotiated the subcontract and utility charges. We spent many summer nights "sleeping out" in the Fort .
-- Remember when we were in 6th grade and Mable was our teacher. Mark and I went to the school that summer before 6th grade to "register". We went in the classroom and Mable was there at her desk. She directed us to some papers and pencils on a desk and told us to fill them out. We proceeded to do so together. We barely put pencil to paper and she separated us to desks appropriately spaced for independent work . We finished our assignment without consulting each other further. On our way home after, we commiserated on what a horrible 6th grade experience we were going to have. Turned out to be one of my best years. I can only imagine it was one of Marks too. I often have thought being one of Mark´s students would be much like being one of Mables. He would have made every day an adventure in learning and good memories!
Tara Lemes-Jones
September 22, 2023
I had the pleasure of teaching with Mark. He was a good man who loved Liz and his kids so very much...
Kathy Box
September 21, 2023
I am Mark´s sister, Kathy. He was almost two year´s younger than me. I have been having so many memories I hadn´t thought about in years. This one sticks in my mind.
We were both home in Schaller one weekend when there was a snow storm. We did the Iowa thing and went for a cruise around town anyway and later pulled back in the driveway in the dark. We were talking and laughing as we got out of the car and all of a sudden he just disappeared! I had been looking right at him over the roof of the car and he was gone! I ran around the car yelling for him. His head was the only thing I could see sticking out from under the car. Man that driveway was slippery!! I just slipped him out. I don´t think we ever laughed harder than that!!

Susie Mayou
September 21, 2023
This is the Bible that Mark gifted me in 1996. His notes are intermingled with mine. This is my most prized possession.
Susie Mayou
September 21, 2023
When I was about 4 or 5 years old, we had a wonderful hill for sledding in our front yard. Mark walked the sled up the hill with me in tow. At the top, he laid down, and I laid on his back on top of him. We took off and had a great run until we hit the blacktop on the driveway at the bottom of the hill. He held onto the sled, and I skidded off of him and skinned my nose on the blacktop. I wanted to go again, but he took me indoors to mom to have my injuries tended to.
Jeanie
September 21, 2023
I was a brand new teacher, hired a month after the start of the school year in Gilbert, AZ. I was hired to teach 6th grade and was nervous, apprehensive and excited all at the same time. In the classroom next to mine was Mr. Mark Gividen. He assured me that all would be well, guided me, assisted me and helped me get over the jitters and was ALWAYS accessible, and encouraging. What a blessing he was to me and remained my friend through the years. Even though he moved from AZ to CA, once social media was accessible we reconnected. Mark was a good man, good friend, good teacher and I have no doubt he will be missed by all who knew him.
Paul Kaminski
September 21, 2023
I go to Golden Hills Elementary on occasion and when I see the row of trees, now fully grown, between the two main wings, I think of Mark. He had planted them around 2000 give or take a couple years. When I heard he was ill, I sent him pictures. He replied back that he had grown the oak saplings he planted from acorns. I had forgotten all about that. My guess is that he was responsible for at least 3/4 of the vegetation at GHS.
Paul Kaminski
September 21, 2023
I met Mark in August 1995. He was leaving his teaching position at Golden Hills Elementary in Tehachapi to become the principal of Wells Elementary. My meeting him included meeting the vice principal and another teacher as the three of them were interviewing me among others to see who would replace Mark. They hired me!

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