Randy K. Chambers

To Mark's Family;I literally wept last evening when I saw Mark's picture in a section of the paper I look to see if I am there every evening. Even know, I find it hard to keep my composure at work as I write this.I vaguely remember playing Baseball against Mark and Ron Moyes and some Plain City thugs back in the 6th grade. I don't remember where Mark played, I just remember that he had cool hair, and they always beat us soundly. Mark was a year older than me at Wahlquist Jr. High and Weber High School and I always remember looking up to him because he was always so nice to me. He was a very good athlete, yet he was always a gentleman.When I was a Junior, he was a member of the Elite 'Bouncers' club. I remember always being afraid to say 'hell-o' to any upper classman, yet Mark somehow knew my name and would always say 'Hi' back to me.I always thought Mark had the greatest hair ever.I could never figure out why his friends called him "Mook" or something like that. Sheila, if you know, please let me know as it will now drive me crazy until I meet him again.The last time I saw Mark was at a WHS Alumni game 10 plus years ago. The Class of '67 against the Class of '68. Mark was still very fit and had the same great hair. He was dribbling down the court by the west bleachers and I thought maybe I could steal the ball. I lunged at the ball, skidded out of bounds empty handed and crashed into the bleachers. Mark was still dribbling the ball, laughing too hard to keep going and just looked down at me and said "Chambers, what the H____"! He then passed the ball to Mike McMickell and still laughing helped me up. I consider Mark a true friend, and I am so very sorry for the great times you will miss with him, BUT, I do testify that I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you will have your Eternity Together.May God Bless you all.I am so very sorry, yet I am so proud of Mark's life serving our Savior and taking care of his Family.
Randy K. Chambers
Construction Manager
R. Ray Ward Construction