F6 (Mark) died last night at 11:12 p.m. CST. He had taken a serious turn for the worse the previous night. I caught the first flight I could get, and arrived just over two hours before he died. Thankfully, he was still alert when I got there and knew I was there, so he didn't die alone. It was not a peaceful death,, his mind was fighting it every inch of the way (as I trust many of you could imagine!). He desperately wanted to be able to go home and get back on the board and keep fighting the fight. But his body just couldn't handle life any longer. He will be greatly missed.