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Marc Castleberry
Marc Castleberry was my friend. We grew up together. We spent endless hours riding motorcycles, catching fish, spying on girls, or watching a storm roll through. He was not well understood by others. Yes, Marc new how to party. He could party with the best of us. In the end, his partying was his demise. But, Marc was also a good man. A kind man. If he called you friend, then you were like his brother. Marc was good-natured and had a heart of gold. I will miss my friend, but am comforted by the fact that I could call him friend; he treated me like his brother. ------- Glen Cork