I have many Mark stories, but the one I remember most fondly is a tradition we shared after graduating from Stanford. We were both somewhat unhappily working insane hours (for unreasonable people) but for different companies in the same office building in Midtown Manhattan. When either of us was having a bad day, we would call the other, meet in the lobby, and go for a walk filled with venting, pep talks, and laughter. Mark always made me laugh and feel better regardless of which of us had made the initial SOS call and whatever the weather. Mark was a good friend who will be missed.
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