County General will not be the same now that you will not be walking though the door. When I think of going on without seeing you and knowing you have been there since day one makes me hurt inside. You are not only a great doctor,but a wonderful husband,father and friend.

We will miss you

I have made some wallpapers of "The Letter". I hope you like it.

Here is the Letter That Mark Wrote to the ER Gang

Dear ER Gang,

So here I am out on the beach at 5:30 in the evening. Elizabeth is drinking juice, but I’m all about the Mai Tais. The sun is going down ; Rachel is dipping Ella’s toes in the ocean as they head off on a quest for the prefect seashell. Weirdly enough, I find myself thinking, You know what would make this moment complete?, some jogger dropping to the sand, short of breath, so I can swoop in with a piece of bamboo to perform a nice clean incubation, fix the guy up and send him off with a good simple dispo. Which I guess is my way of saying I miss you all and that dingy place. Lots of times I thought I should have chosen a different career or go into private practice, something easier, less grinding, more lucrative, but since I’ve been gone, I realize that outside of what I’m doing right now , sitting on this beach with my family, staying at county all those years, doing what we do on a daily basics was the best choice I ever made. I know what your thinking, but trust me, it’s not hard to appreciate once it's over. As much as part of me would like to believe that the ER can’t go on without me, the smarter part realizes that you are an incredible group of doctors and nurses who approach everyday with such skill, compassion, and thoroughness, that when it comes to patient care, I know my absence will hardly be felt. As for friendship and comraderly, well that’s another matter. In order to leave, I had to go the way I did, but I wouldn’t want any of you to think that that meant I didn’t value each of you and the years we worked together, or that I didn’t have things of a more personal nature to say. Most of you, I think , have an idea of what those things might be without me writing them down, but still....Ella is laughing and waving for me. Rachel found her shell.

Mark

Mark died this morning at 6:04A.M. The sun was rising, his favorite time of the day. I sent this on so that you might know he was thinking of you all and that he appreciated knowing you would remember him well.

Elizabeth