Mark Edward Daugherty

Every several seasons over decades our paths would cross. What joy would awake in our hearts of the paths and the peoples where we'd been as tradesman. One learns to love his fellowman around Mark. His expression of such was with feelings and actions. . Mark was a comfort to be near. He learned trauma and loved his handicapped brother as well. His feet were quick and smooth with the gas pedal of a classy high performance muscle car of his youth sharing safe and thrilling rides with his...