This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Mark Fearon who was born in New York on April 14, 1988 and passed away on October 30, 2005 at the age of 17. We will remember him forever. Mark is the youngest of four childern. He was the pride and joy of our entire family from the day he was born, and now more then ever. Mark's smile and his bright blue eyes could lite up a room instantly. His passing has effected the lives of many people. And if you knew him you, you would understand why. Mark was a character and his family and friends will second that. He would say and do the stupidest things, but he always got a laugh out of people. He loved to watch and play sports, he excelled in hockey. His potential was close to greatness and he strived to be the best. Mark had a niche for cooking. Although he made the biggest mess in the kitchen we all knew his end product who would taste great. He was charismatic and full of life. I know that everyone who knew him, thinks about him everyday and how their life is now different because he is gone. But we will all treasure the moments and memories we shared with him. And can not wait until we meet him again. ..






Dedicated to Mark C. Fearon 1988-2005. a son, brother, grandson, nephew, cousin, best friend, friend, role model, highly respected all around great person and great kid. mark has touched the lives of so many people these past years its crazy. growing up i would say i had a great childhood. A childhood i wouldnt trade anything for. and mark was a big part of it. years and years of memories being young and growing older. the expectations i had for mark were pretty much endless, he was talented in all aspects of life. And I know im not the only person that looked up to him. In my mind mark was supposed to leave life an old man because of old age. i feel i was meant to watch marks, my brother brians, all of our lives as we grew older. But destiny has takin its toll, and now i know mark is going to be watching over all of us. Till we meet again Marky, I love you kid.. miss you everyday.. R.I.P Mfizz.. (MARK WAITT)







Ode to Mark C. Fearon
As I sit here and try to contemplate
What happened at the moment of your passing
In my mind I begin to recreate
The times that will always be everlasting
From partying, chillin at the beach, or hiking through Hartshorne woods
We will always remember that you were more than just a friend
You lived life to its fullest in anyway that you could
Without a doubt, you were brought to us as a Godsend
You are the perfect example of the idea, that only the good die young
Through this we have all learned, “there aint no easy way out”
No matter what we all did, together we always had our share of fun
I know you want us to keep our heads high and in this I feel no doubt
Believe me when I say, we will never forget the impression you left on our groups’ soul
M-Fiz, your life, was truly a “Free Fall.”
                                                      Nictron  

Many Thanks to Lisa Copeland for these beautiful graphics, in memory of Edward  http://edward-copeland.memory-of.com/

Thanks To Lisa Copeland for beautiful graphics.
http://edward-copeland.memory-of.com/



ONE DAY AT A TIME
There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension. One of the two days is YESTERDAY, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control. All the money in the world cannot bring back yesterday. We cannot undo a single act we performed. We cannot erase a single word we said. Yesterday is gone.The other day we should not worry about is TOMORROW, with its possible adversities, its burden, its large promise and poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond our immediate control. Tomorrow's sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds -- but it will rise. Until it does, we have no stake in tomorrow, for it is yet unborn. This leaves only one day -- TODAY - anyone can fight the battles of just one day. It is only when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities -- yesterday and tomorrow -- that we break down. 
It is not the experience of today that drives us mad -- it is remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday and the dread of what tomorrow may bring.
Let us, therefore, live but one day at a time....

I'll Live your dreams
By: Kelly Fearon (Marks Cousin)
It may be time for you to go
and in my heart I always know
There is someone there up above
Someone who sends me all their love
When I feel the wind blow through my hair
I know that you are always there
When the raindrops fall and kiss my face
And when my heart begins to race
I will do the things you would have done
I'll laugh the laughs and share the fun
I'll cry the tears and scream the screams
But most of all I'll live your dreams
Meet the people and touch their hearts
Pass on the dreams with all the arts
My hearts been torn right at the seams
Just remember that I'll live your dreams
You made a difference like you wanted to
You left behind many, many a friend
And in our hearts you never end
I'll always remember how you made me smile
I sit and think about you every once and a while
I go on living without a doubt
This hurts me deep inside
I wake up knowing today could be my last
And when the day comes for me to die
Once again we can finally say hi
We'll look down upon the oceans and streams
And we will know we lived our dreams