Sitting here thinking about my friend. The first person to welcome me into the neighborhood when I bought my house. And it didn't stop there. I would come home and he would have built a gate leading to my swimming pool. A wishing well approaching my front door. At times my grass was cut. He's taken care of my beloved golden retriever-Elle. And when I needed a car to take my driver's license test, it was Mark who said "take my truck". And we all know how much he loved his trucks..lol. I'll never forget the kindness that Mark J Smith showed me throughout the time we were neighbors. I missed him when he moved to Maine, but knowing he is no longer with us saddens me... RIP my dear friend.