A Favor

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Have a request for everyone.

I am not asking this morbidly, but rather, let’s say, as a pre-memorial memorial.

Like the old saying: Don’t give me flowers after I am gone, but now that I may enjoy them while I live.

Anyone who wants to share an image with a memory of me with you or just a story that relates to the two of us, please post it at:

Citizen Journalists Live

I will open the site for anyone to share. The post, the memory, will be held for my approval first to keep out spammers.

In addition to post, simply register. Again I will delete any registration that are bogus.

To register:

1. Email/message me your preferred username and password. Remember these are case sensitive.
2. Wait for me to let you know you are setup.
3. Log into the site with username and password you sent me.
4. Click on add new post.
5. Share.

Don’t want to register?

Email or private message me your memory and I will do it for you!

I will NOT edit your sharing.

You will be able to view the pre-memorial memorials by clicking on Mark’s Memories in the left side categories menu.


No truer words

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I am Mark Ivy, a born and bred Hoosier.
I am father to two wonderful sons, Dave and Kev, of whom I am very proud;
two terrific daughters-in-law, Anna and Hailey; three beautiful granddaughters, Dylan, Alaina and Amelia.

On May 9, 2017, my lung specialist hit me with the news I had maybe six months to live if the chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD), the damage caused by the histoplasmosis described below, ran its normal course. I am now on hospice at home. Content and ready to cross over the river to the other side.

On September 2, 2014, I was diagnosed with disseminated histoplasmosis, a fungal infection, discovered by a biopsy of my larynx.
The infection is fatal if left untreated. For 2 1/2 years I lived under a death sentence being misdiagnosed
with a non-specific bacterial infection which left my right lung a “dried up sponge” and non-functioning.
I was aggressively treated for the infection with antifungals.
The treatment ended October of 2015 and fortunately did not take two years.

I suffer from chronic Horton’s Syndrome. The effects vary widely causing various problems.
Statistically, Horton’s affects only 0.1% of the population. Major depression also attacks me regularly.

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