Mark, It’s  such a tragedy! You were taken way too soon from us. We’re still in such a disbelief.  All we have now are the fond memories. Like when you, my kids, Erik, Leslie & London at your pop’s & grandma Sonya’s family reunion at the beach 🏖 man it was funny 😄 watching you guys play tug-a-rope! I also liked when your  pop’s & I went up to spend the day with you & just chilled at the park. I also enjoyed the go-cart racing. But I think my fondest memory of you will be when you went with your pops & me to his friend George’s house up in Victorville. You are so sweet and well mannered young man. Always opening the doors 🚪  for me, waiting for me  cause I’m such a slow poke 😆 & always including me in the conversations. And know that your million dollar 💵 smile will always be engraved into our memories  so will our love 💕for  you. 

           THE FIRST and LAST TIME I SAW MARK
Hiram Hill was to me,‘Baby Cuz”  until he grew into a man.  The day he told me he had sired a son, I looked forward to meeting him.  Years flew past. True to his word, Hiram arranged for his son Mark and this cousin to meet and have lunch  inside of the storefront Barboni’s Italian Restaurant in  Rancho Cucamonga Shopping Center .  I arrived early, occupied a a table for four-with a good view of the parking lot  entrance, and breathed in.  Aromas of good Italian food – ricotta cheese, tomato/basil/ garlic; and pizza reminded me that I was  hungry.   I turned to face the large glass window and noticed  a car slowing to a stop.  "Must be Hiram" I  thought.    It was.  A young man, almost Hiram's same size,who looked enough like him to be his son, got out -.he had to be   Mark!   They conversed and walked quickly toward Barboni’s.  Face-to-face with Mark and Hiram,  I could scarcely speak when Hiram said “Yeah, : This is my son, Mark.”   "This is your cousin".  We stared into each other’s eyes for a moment.  A wave of love and recognition that “ the beautiful heart that is shining through eyes like ebony  is family! " This is the son of my “baby cousin”, whose birth felt like  it was only a handful of years ago – in truth, decades had passed..
Hiram suggested we sit down.   We ordered pizza.   Mark talked a little about his growing up, his uncertainty about work/ his future.  He wanted to know about my work and about his dad’s family.   There was laughter, openness, and honest conversation. He knew that each part of his family loved and welcomed him,  He acknowledged the commonalities between them. 
I loved Mark and I told him so.  As we departed and hugged, he said, "I love you too “.  I wish that we had more time together; I am grateful for the afternoon we shared.  
   
Mark, thank you for your visit, you touched many lives, made true friends. united two families.  Love is with you and all always.


Gone to soon my handsome Godson😭 I Will never forget you Mijo remembering all the good times at my dads, in the pool for 4th of July or just a BBQ. Memory’s I will always hold close to my heart ♥️ I WILL FOREVER REMEMBER YOU WITH AT BEAUTIFUL SMILE OF YOURS. Love you forever Mijo!! My Angel In Heaven. Till we meet again. 

Love Nina


I am heartbroken this happened to you Mark. It’s hard to understand this senseless loss. I will never forget your goofy personality that made me crack up all the time. Thank you for visiting me at the hospital with Connie,when I gave birth to my son in September of 2005. I will always cherish that memory. You were so excited to be a father.Two months later you and Connie welcomed a beautiful baby girl to this world, Leslie. The joy you had to be a father was something that I will never forget. You were so happy for the birth of your baby girl. The love and affection you had towards Connie and Leslie, made me realize there is TRUE GENUINE LOVE out there. Our silly hangouts at your place drinking Coronas, going to Hometown Buffet, hanging out at Connie’s parents house. Good times Mark, good times.  I know that nothing  I say will relieve Connie and Leslie of any of the pain that they feel or any of the sorrow that is yet to come. I will pray for your soul and for Leslie to overcome the loss of her father.  
Until We Meet Again 
Love,                                                                       Jackie 

You were my strength when i was weak you were. My happiness even on my darkest days your smile is what made my day you had a good heart you were my lover but more then that you my best friend i love you more then you could ever possibly know and even though i never said it enough i love you mark anthony hill i will never let your memory fade you will always be apart of me may you rest in peace and we soon meet again. Till then im forever missing you 

We might not have gotten the chance to get to know each other pretty well but the little memories I have left of you I hold them very close to my heart. You might not have been there for me physically threw out the years but at the end of the day you are my father and I know that you always wanted the best for me with or without you in the picture. You left way too soon but I’m sure that you’re in a better place and you’re watching over me now . 

Dear Mark, we lost you way too soon.  You will forever remain in our hearts and deeply missed.  I'm so glad we had the opportunity to spend some time together in September and being with you at the birthday party in November.  Rest in peace.  Your grandmother, Sonya

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Mark Anthony Hill

23 novembre 1990 – 2 décembre 2020

Funeraria del Angel Montebello

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