In Memory Of My Best Friend
Marcus Dean Spradlin
|Marc was my wingman, call sign Viper...
He was fun and always looking ahead in life and that life was to be lived...
He was a friend and we enjoyed talking and sharing life.
I will miss him everyday...
Marc and Cristy had that special bond and love for one another. I have never met a couple more in love and trying to live life as they found it.
I know Marc loved her deeply and that love continues today.
I hope they both find peace and happiness.
Marc inspired me and showed me how a true brave man lives his life. I never knew Marc to have any doubts that he will make it.
Marc has made it now, he is at peace and was strong and brave to the end.
I will carry Marc's memory with me everywhere I go, every day.
This is Marc's family.
Marc also has a very large extended family. He took many into his life and gave of himself to be a friend and never let a friend down.
He was the best man I have known...
I first met Marc in summer of 2006 at Red River. We became fast friends and wingman that first night. He became Viper and I was Iceman.
At the time I was riding my GoldWing all the time. Viper saw my pet Armadillo riding on the faring of the GoldWing. He said he had just the thing. So out of his Mustang, he pulled this little monkey. He said that I could put it on the other side of the faring and then the Armadillo would have a wingman. Well, I do not ride the GoldWing anymore, so the pet Wingman are riding together in the car with me.
Just as they ride together everyday, I know that Marc still is my Wingman and with me in my travels.
Marc's Thoughts For Us
When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I gave you my love and you can only guess,
So grieve awhile for me, if grieve you must,
I won't be far away, for life goes on,
And then, when you must come this way alone,