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Mark Steven Evans

November 20, 1967October 12, 2020

Mark Steven Evans was born on November 20, 1967 and passed away on October 12, 2020 and is under the care of Kaul Funeral Home.

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David Demeniuk

October 15, 2020

My deepest sympathy to the Evans family. Mark was 1 in a million. He was a great friend growing up in Fraser, we had many laughs and great memories. Mark always had a way to make everyone laugh no matter the circumstances and that is one thing that I saw in him that was very special. He and I knew each other from Kindergarten all the way through high school. We played a ton of sports together whether it was for fun or competitive we always had a great time. We watched many basketball games during the "March Madness" basketball tournaments and watched our brackets fall to pieces after our final four teams lost in the second round. All my memories of Mark will be forever in my heart and will cherish them forever.

His passing was a huge shock to me knowing he was always active with playing softball and any other activities he was involved with. I have not seen Mark for many years but my heart was broken when I heard the news. I will pray for his soul to rest in peace knowing he will be waiting for all of us with open arms when it is our turn to return home in heaven.

William McGregor

October 15, 2020

I guess this means I'll never get to meet Chomsky. It was your responsibility to facilitate the introduction. You were "the guy with the in" after all. I suppose now, he and I won't become great friends and co-author the preeminent text on 21st-century philosophy together. Oh well, sorry future generations. Not my fault.

The world, being in the shape it currently is in, leaves me feeling that we may have wasted valuable intellectual time together. We are facing what may be the apocalypses and I have absolutely no back-up, Nobody to defend the words and thoughts that occasionally find their way out of my mouth, uncensored, causing sensible adults to question my integrity if not my sanity as a whole. Allegedly.

Was it really necessary to debate the "All-time Greatest Intramural, Kennedy Junior Highschool, Girls, Uniform Era, Kickball Team 1960-1969"? Was it? And...if we went double or nothing on a gentlemen's wager pertaining to said team, and no one is privy to the details of said wager, I should feel no guilt to have taken it upon myself as an honest participant, to cancel my previous debt. You are welcome.

While I'm on the topic of regrets, what am I suppose to do now? People are not exactly burning up my message board with offers to field random questions or concerns I may encounter on any Tuesday during any given workweek at 2 am.

I don't think people care to ask or answer questions at all these days. It's like everyone wants to appear to know everything and are afraid to admit when they don't. Even worse, nobody seems to want to share. What they know, what they fear, how they've flawed, who they love, what they've learned, what they need.

Everyone is afraid.
Afraid to share themselves.
Share themselves on any Tuesday during any given workweek at 2 am.

I will now have to deal with that for the first time in my life.

without you,
my friend

Stephanie Colangelo

October 14, 2020

I’ve been looking for a good photo all day long. I chose this one from Vegas I pray you are at peace and that your brother and dad can find peace, as well.

Mark L.

October 14, 2020

Mark- so thankful we got to know each other better in the years since high school. You were always so nice to me and so funny and smart. I always agreed with your beliefs and politics 100% and always wished I could express myself as you did. We just messaged each other a couple of weeks ago and now you’re not here anymore. I will miss you and your kindness, humor, and brains. Rest in peace always.

Sharon Rose (formerly Bogucki)

October 14, 2020

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Evans, I wanted to express my sincere sympathy at the death of your loving son Mark. Mark grew up with my boys Paul and Ed and my daughter Ruth. He was a frequent visitor at my house when he was a teenager. One of the best Christmases I ever spent was having Mark at my house with my family, with Christmas dinner of chili and cheese. I loved it that Mark celebrated , and shared with his friends, the day you adopted him. He loved you so much . I don’t have to tell you that. You must be so proud that he went on to be a professor, to influence the many people he met, with his academic studies and with his profound knowledge of civil rights and democracy. He was the quintessential sports fan and baseball player, who brought people together for fun, competition and camaraderie! I was happy to reconnect with Mark on Facebook about five years ago. I learned a lot from him and he learned a lot from me. I got a kick out of his posting lines from his favorite songs, that seem to fit the atmosphere of the day. His smile was bright and his blue eyes were flashing in most of his photos. Mark moved through ups and downs in his life ; sorrows & defeats, yet he came out shining, learning something new about himself. He’s a great man in my eyes, and the world is less without him. His memory will always be a blessing to me. May you find comfort in from friends and family at this time of great tragedy. Please take care of yourselves. Shalom

John Sheets

October 14, 2020

My friendship with Mark started in the late 1980's. We met through our mutual friend Ed.
Shocking news Mark has suddenly passed away. From softball to his love of watching NCAA Hoops - Mark was always full of life and my time spent with him in those days of the late 80's through the mid 90's was always full of laughter. Mark was one of the few people who could always make me burst out in a full belly laugh every time we were together. Ed and I regularly recall the stories and adventures of Mark. And we ALWAYS smile and laugh. Even today, I still use some "Mark-isms".
Like so many other friends - we had lost touch over the years. One of his many roles in life was a PhD College Professor. Perhaps his final lesson to all of us is to not take for granted our friendships and relationships.
Even though Mark and I were so different in so many ways - it was those differences that made the friendship more interesting. Despite deep philosophical differences, we never said a harsh word towards each other. Ever. In typical Mark fashion - he'd cloak those differences in humor that could disarm most any situation and have you in tears from laughter. He was a wildly intelligent guy.
This is one of those times where you say "Has it really been THAT LONG since we saw each other?" And it makes you think. And if anything, I believe Mark would be happy that he's making people think. And when I see our mutual friend Ed, the man that introduced us 30+ years ago, we will talk about Mark - we'll recount his stories - and we'll smile. And we'll laugh. And we will always remember Mark. I think he would like that.
RIP old friend. RIP.

Stephanie Colangelo

October 14, 2020

Mark was a one of a kind person. I met him when he was teaching at Henry Ford. His passion, aside from softball, truly was teaching. He was one of the most intelligent people I knew. I am thankful for every memory we shared. From our several trips to Vegas with his wonderful family, Chicago, Orlando, etc...we were always traveling and having fun together. Mark helped me through some of the hardest times in my life. It has been 5 years since Id seen him and boy do I wish time and things had been different. I really hope he is resting easy now. We laughed together, cried together, and we shared a great 2 years when we dated. You were a great friend. I will treasure the memories. At least I know you have your mom. Tell Angie I said hi. And Princess, too!

Matt Talluto

October 14, 2020

Absolutely shocked to learn of Mark’s passing. Another slice of my childhood goes with Mark. I practically grew up in Mark and Pat’s house. From basketball games in the backyard, where he always posted up yelling “Ewing!” (He loved Georgetown), to baseball games at Somerset, to Atari games in his bedroom while he blared early Iron Maiden albums, to playing pool in the basement, etc., he always had us laughing! Glad we reconnected on fb after all these years. Rest well my brother! You got Bingo and both Dolly’s back. (Giiiiizzz)

Monica Louise (Ramirez) Bustamante

October 13, 2020

Mr Evans, Pat, Belica and kiddos, I am extremely sorry to hear about Maek’s passing. It still feels and seems unreal and untrue to me. Mark has been one of my closest and dearest friends since we met on New Years 2006. He was an awesome person. He had his quirks but he had a huge heart. I loved my friend dearly and just cannot understand how he can be gone. The only comfort I have is knowing he is with his Mama and she was there to welcome him Home. I will always remember Mark and keep him near my heart. He also had made several friends here in San Antonio that he met when he would visit and they were shocked and saddened about his passing. Please know that Mark lives his family very very much. You all were his world. Thank you for being kind to me when I visited your homes. If you ever would like to visit San Antonio you are welcome at my home. If there is anything I can do for you please let me know. I don’t know why but part of me feels cheated out of friend. I will miss his texts and his funnies that he would make. I just don’t know. I pray that you all can find some comfort knowing one day you will see him again. God Bless you Evans family.
My Sincere condolences,
Monica Louise (Ramirez) Bustamante

Jennifer Belczak

October 13, 2020

My dear friend Mark,
You have left a lasting impression on everyone that knew you, including me. Your memory will definitely live on. Your flamboyant personality was one of a kind, you my friend were one of a kind! I will forever miss all your shenanigans but most of all I will miss your kind heart and caring soul! I will be forever grateful for your friendship and the way you always checked up on me. I will miss hearing you say "Hey Pumpkin, how's my warrior doing?" I will miss you and that infectious smile!
Love you tons my friend!
May our savior greet you with open arms.


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