In Memory

Mark Dixon

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03/25/10 10:22 PM #1    

Matt Dixon

By the time I graduated from Sharpstown Senior High, Mark already had a year of college behind him. I realized that I would never be able to catch-up with him or even to maintain his pace so I used that as another reason to that I should follow my boyhood dream. I ran off and joined the Navy. I surely missed Mark and always looked forward to coming home and getting together with him for basketball, a few beers, and a trip to the beach or whatever. I remember one time I was supposed to meet him at Lewis and Coker and we were going to go out after he got off. He tried to introduce me to another cashier as his twin brother. She said we looked so different she didn't think we were even from the same planet. Mark took up golf in a most serious way and tried to teach it to me. God bless him but I could never be as determined as he was to hit a little white ball into a hole. I sure enjoyed the camaraderie and the beers afterwards. We played golf in Houston, Hawaii and in San Diego. We had a great time.

With only one exception, there is no stronger bond than that between a mother and her child. The one possible exception: when referring to twins.

05/19/10 09:59 PM #2    

Karen Swenson (Willrodt)

Matthew nailed it. Twins have a bond like no other. I believe the loss is beyond comprehension. May Mark rest in peace.


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