Category Archives: Mark’s Memories

A place to share your memories or a story or image of you and Mark as a memorial.

Online-Only Memory

During my 2015 Desert Adventure I became a member of about the best and largest Facebook group devoted to all things Laughlin, Nevada – Laughlin Buzz.

I  am still a member, but have let Scott, group administer, aware of my situation. I received this today from another member I have never met in the real world – Marvin Akins.

Hi Mark. I’ve been reading your blog,Facebook since you were in Laughlin. I find your news views interesting. Glad you made it to 2018. You can publish this on your memorial page if you wish. Peace Marv. 

Thanks Marv for sharing!

The First Time

Music has always been a big part of my life. It was a factor when I first met or rather heard Mark.

I have been married to Mark’s Dad for 10 years now. But it was before Lynn and I married when my first memory of Mark happened.

I was working at the Oasis restaurant in Farmersburg. Each Thursday a group of people would come in play and sing while people were eating. Lynn was part of that group.

One night, his Dad got Mark to stop by and listen and eat. Once there Lynn cajoled Mark to sing a couple of songs. It was then  I heard the voice of the man who would become my step-son.

I remember standing back at the kitchen door listening and joining in harmonizing with Mark. All I could think about was how I wanted to sing in harmony with his voice.

And now you know my fondest memory of Mark.

When Mark returned from the Desert two years ago with Chooey in tow, that face and personality shot an arrow in my heart. Chooey is my fur grand baby.

My Cousin Mark

Mark!

We have never met, that I can recall, but I feel I know you a little bit through Facebook.

You have had a very interesting life, and I wish I could have seen you perform when you were in a group. I’m presuming you went to different churches.

I know your. Mom had a beautiful voice, so it is in your DNA.

I can also tell in your post, you have a strong faith, but even that sometimes lets us down,so my prayer for you will be, that God grant you the peace you seek!

I don’t think it is morbid either. I talk to my children about my death, some times we cry together. And sometimes we laugh!

But when I do go, I want them to have good memories, and I think your family will have good memories of you!

So that being said, GOD BLESS YOU!

(Joyce is the daughter of my Great-Aunt Dorothy, who was the sister of my Grandma Powell, whose daughter is my Mom, Sharon.)

My Oldest Child

A few days ago my son, Mark, remarked he didn’t want flowers when his time came to pass over. I agree as I feel the same way. We both prefer to have some “one on one” with those who know us and if we have any memories, etc. to share them.

So, this morning, I will share with you a few memories of Mark that have stayed with me for 63 years as his birthday is tomorrow.

Gosh, I can’t be that old..LOL

To begin, I remember when his brother, Lyndale was born, he was 22 mos. old. The baby was crying and I went to the kitchen to fix a bottle. We had just came home from hospital.

Lyndale was 3 days old. As I walked down the hallway, here came Mark, carrying his baby brother. Nope, he didn’t drop him, But Mama got a good scare. He was trying to help and Mark has continued all his life to be my helper.

At 7 months, I went to get him out of bed. He was standing up, looking out the window and said, “Doggy“.  Yes, at 7 mos.

At 18 months old, he went into a Sunday School class and came out and said the Bible verse of the day.

At 6 years old, I went to get him up for school. He was reading his Bible, Yes, he could read.

The list is endless.

Later in life he helped me and his sister, Leticia, various times. Once drove all the way to South Carolina to get her and her little ones as they were stranded down there.

Last but not least, when my husband, Jack, was sick and dying, I had to make several trips to hospital. Mark lived in Linton, was a newspaper reporter at the time. He told his employer I needed help, and each time Jack had to be taken to hospital in Terre Haute, I called Mark. Then I would follow ambulance.

He would go to Sullivan School, pick Leticia up and meet me.

He doesn’t realize how much this meant to me and his sister.

The night Jack passed over, Mark, my son, Phillip, and Leticia stood by Jack’s bed for hours.

God has blessed me with wonderful children…

Leticia sang to her Daddy and was only 15 years old, Phillip prayed as Jack would say, I need prayer. Then Mark would quote scripture at Jack’s request.

Yes, Mark, I have ,many wonderful loving and happy memories of you

Love You!!

Mom

My Memory

I have gotten acquainted with Mark through my good friend, Slick Nick aka Nicholas Swann, my longtime Twitter friend.

I was introduced to Mark through the Cornfield and i think of them both just like big brothers and through knowing Nick got me a job in the Missouri Bureau.

Those 2 are just like family.

Rochester Bureau Respect!


I met our Chief Editor Mr. Mark Ivy years ago as a fellow journalist on CNN-iReport. I immediately noticed his skill as a wordsmith, citizen journalist. Mark was also up to date with world events and happenings. Very skilled in political writing and opinions.

When CNN iReport went down the drain due to their negligence (my opinion) Mark moved on and founded his own “Citizen Journalist” site. And he’s done a remarkable job with it. This is a hobby for many of us. I really enjoy it.

Also, during this period, “The Chief” has battled an illness. But as you see, the site is still running smooth. And I may add that C_J_L has literally operated from a hospital bed.

A devoted editor?

Big time!

We here at the Rochester bureau hereby dedicate this trophy to our leader with much respect and prayers for a total recovery, and continued success with C_J_L.

Memories from Sri Lanka

I came to meet Mark on CNN iReport so many years ago.

Mark used to write mostly on political stuff. He was very good at it.

Something that I have been always grateful for is his help in helping me out when I wanted him to edit any memorial or article that I wanted to write. I would send him the papers.

Mark would always oblige, anytime I asked him, except during one last time when he was too ill to do so.

Thank you, Mark, for all your help in editing my work whenever I wanted it.

It has been a great pleasure to know you through the iReport family.

May the Holy Triple Gem be with you always.

A Favor

Have a request for everyone.

I am not asking this morbidly, but rather, let’s say, as a pre-memorial memorial.

Like the old saying: Don’t give me flowers after I am gone, but now that I may enjoy them while I live.

Anyone who wants to share an image with a memory of me with you or just a story that relates to the two of us, please post it at:

Citizen Journalists Live

I will open the site for anyone to share. The post, the memory, will be held for my approval first to keep out spammers.

In addition to post, simply register. Again I will delete any registration that are bogus.

To register:

1. Email/message me your preferred username and password. Remember these are case sensitive.
2. Wait for me to let you know you are setup.
3. Log into the site with username and password you sent me.
4. Click on add new post.
5. Share.

Don’t want to register?

Email or private message me your memory and I will do it for you!

I will NOT edit your sharing.

You will be able to view the pre-memorial memorials by clicking on Mark’s Memories in the left side categories menu.

THANKS!

No truer words

Miss Me?

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Yes, I  know I have been derelict in my posting today. I do have a reason.

I would say an excuse, but you do know what an excuse is, don’t you?

An excuse is a has-been (ex) wrapped around a pack of lies (spew).

Like that one?

I was feeling so much better yesterday thanks to prayers and the antibiotic, I moved around too much and talked too much yesterday. I wore myself out.

This led to sleeping until 11 o’clock this morning!

Today, I have felt even better. I learned my lesson. I have taken greater care today to not overdo it.

Have a request for everyone. I am not asking this morbidly, but rather, let’s say, as a pre-memorial memorial.

Anyone who wants to share an image with a memory of me with you or just a story that relates to the two of us, please post it at

http://citizenjournalistslive.com

I will open the site for anyone to share. However,the post, the memory will be held for my approval first to keep out spammers. In addition to post, simply register. Again I will delete any registration that are bogus.

I will NOT edit your sharing.

Don’t want to register?

Email or private message me your memory and I will do it for you!

THANKS!

From Mark’s Den in the Cornfield, thinking of you all.

And how is your midweek going?

Frankie (RIP) and Gizmo (RIP) taking care of Daddy