So many times, Marcus would come to visit my family. There would be a heavy knock, knock, knock, knock from the door knocker, and the door would swing open. One of us would say, "Marcus is here". This would be followed by a loud "HELLO" from him. Marcus' boisterous energy and bouncy entrance was infectious. My mom would always get a chuckle out of this.
You've touched so many lives, and I am grateful my family was a part of that. Thank you so much for everything you have done for us.
I'll see you again
