Birth date: Sep 26, 1969 Death date: Mar 15, 2016
Mark Aaron Parks, 46, was born on September 26, 1969 in Muskogee, Oklahoma, and moved to Fort Worth, Texas, while a baby. He passed away on March 15, 2016 in Rosemary Beach, Florida. He graduated from Boswell High School, Saginaw, Read Obituary
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I knew Mark professionally for quite a few years and came to have great admiration and respect for him. When we last spoke just a few short weeks ago, I was reminded again as to what a great guy he was to work with. I am so saddened by the news I just heard today of his tragic accident. My prayers and thoughts go out to Mark, his young family and to all his friends and relatives. He was such a good person and I feel that I'm a better person for having known him. God bless.
In the fall of 1993, I was a know-little Architecture graduate from Iowa State University who took a job at BSW International in Tulsa, Oklahoma. As fate would have it, I had the good fortune of being seated next to a recently hired Aggie engineer named Mark Parks. After determining he was, in fact, as low on the food chain as me we became the best of friends during our respective two-year residences in Tulsa. Two young bachelors about town who complimented each other relatively well. I brought responsible decision-making….while Mark brought the fun. Mark was actually the first Texan I ever knew and he was not just any Texan—he was an Aggie, which was even more foreign to me. Through Mark I visited College Station and one of college football's great traditions: The 12th Man. I learned where not to walk on the grass. He even made me watch a video at the school's visitor center that featured the future home to President George H.W. Bush's future library. We chased it all down at the Dixie Chicken and relieved ourselves in the alley on rusty bottle caps as tradition requires. That road trip included a stop in Austin where I met Tony and some of his other native friends. Darin, Mark, Jon, Todd, David and I, among others, took part in the Corporate Challenge–an Olympics for athletic has-beens in Tulsa. We played basketball in Darin and Cindi's driveway and in Jon and Janet's church gym. We did walk-a-thons for Todd's wife, Sarah. Volleyball and post-game drinks with Terry, Sandy, and Lisa. A group of us, including Jon, David, Keith, Jim and Jeff embarked on a ski trip to Brian Head, Utah via Las Vegas. The drive from Vegas to the mountain included a car breakdown and Mark's rendition of George Strait's "Amarillo by Morning"….about 20 times. We chased similar girls, though it was pointless on my part if Mark was bringing even his "B game." So popular with the ladies at work, he was, that he brought a framed picture of an old girlfriend to leave on his desk so that word would get around that he was not available. (I think that might have been his attempt at helping me out.) His likable personality, impeccable smile, and endearing goofy manner made him both a lady killer and a welcome face on all of our friends' door steps. We each went separate ways after Tulsa. Mark to Dallas. Me to Kansas City. We stayed in touch and thanks to technology remained as close as one can when we each lead different lives in far off places. Mark and Dorothy's wedding weekend was a joy–if not the hottest day I have ever worn a suit. ….Years later we were able to catch up while the Parks were on a ski trip in Aspen with Kendall and other Dallas friends and where I happened to be living and working at the time. Just a few weeks ago during the Texas A&M vs. Iowa State basketball game we were texting back and forth, exchanging mild taunts (Mark really only cared about football, afterall) and I got updated pictures of the kids swimming at a Great Wolf Lodge. It never occurs to us that we may be seeing or speaking with someone for the last time and my heart is truly broken knowing that was the last time Mark and I touched each other's lives. He lived life the right way–with passion, joy, and love. I will miss him greatly.
Memories of Mark Pushing baby Cooper in the stroller, walking by my house, giving a friendly wave, out for an evening walk Playing with the kids in the pool, not complaining about the cold water Jogging home up Lakewood Boulevard after an early morning run Grilling out in the back yard Watering his garden Camp outs with the kids Picnicking with the family at Arboretum concerts Standing in the crosswalk, waving the orange flag, stopping traffic, guiding kids across the street and greeting everyone with a ?good morning? smile or a witty remark Pitching for the Mud Cats, playfully heckling the batter Cheering on the Aggies on Saturday, the Cowboys on Sunday Laughing Smiling Loving life. Loving his family. Living in the moment. Father, husband, son, brother, friend. Warm. Kind. Caring. Generous. Funny. Happy.
"James", Lakewood Elementary please. Yes Lady Riley, and Master Cooper.
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