Mark Littrell

I spent thirty plus years knowing Cody as a close friend. We grew up together from the time I was eleven till the day he passed. We were fishing or hunting, shooting guns all the while talking horses and cattle. Mark bucked the mechanical bull and the real thing, he also trained horses and played mother hen to the mare's in foal. Mark was especially excited when he had the chance to show off the Texas two step and he could waltz across the floor all night. He had my back when I was up or down...