Marky was an amazing soul. He loved everybody. He made friends everywhere he went.  Marky loved to travel, cook and plays guitar.  He was an amazing writer, and was always there to listen when needed. He had a heart of gold and cared for all things, two and four legged.  At a very young age, Marky taught himself how to play guitar. He never had a single lesson, but he could play like no other.  He also taught himself how to cook and he could cook one mean steak. He enjoyed cooking. He enjoyed seeing the smile on the face of the people he was feeding. He told me it would give him butterflies in his tummy when people enjoyed his food.  He is missed by so many people but none as much as his mommy.