Mark Jerome Etcheberry

Mark and I were friends from the second day of kindergarten on, even though we lived on opposite coasts and were very different in our careers, personalities and interests. We got into a fight on the first day of school, sent home and when brought back by the parents were told to shake hands and be friends. I miss Marks stoic outlook and good nature. Best luck in the next world old friend.

As the days and weeks pass, and as you return to life's routine, may you continue to feel comforted by the love and support of family and friends.