When I first came in contact with Mark I was
a hippy. Mark told me that before I could come on staff, I would
need to get a job and get a haircut. I followed his instructions,
and one day after a Sunday service, he took me for a ride in his
Cadillac and asked me if I wanted to work at the Four Winds restaurant
and be on staff. Form that point on, I saw him also every day,
and I stayed in the attic at La Tourelle.Mark was very personable
and had a great sense of humor.
Mark took me to Hawaii with his family
in 1972 because I knew the islands well. One day we drove to the
top of the Haleakala volcano on Maui which is over 10,000 feet.
As we came down, we were engulfed in a big cloud and couldn’t
see road at all. Mark was driving the RV pick up we had rented.
He put his hand out and started to chant. The fog started to part
right in front of us so we could see the road. It was like an
invisible snowplow going in front of us. All around us was dense
fog except straight ahead. It reminded me of parting the Red Sea.