Mark Douglas-Kenner, NYGA\B, RIP

It is without shame that we ream the world for our expanding loss. If you don’t know, now you know that a budding Junior Member of the NYGA\B is fucking dead as the dump. We are a men’s club, not a huggybunch sipping circle. Our young friend has changed to dead and the clubhouse door is nailed shut.

Some book about leadership made the decision for me to demand Juniors, Seniors, and backstabbing pantywaist imposter-kings to share feelings in the strange days of death talk. My mouth is a dead place, but those little contributors don’t have to answer to Mark’s mother. Her insistence bound me to her, and to the somber promises beyond decoration.

The repellant human changes. Douglas-Kenner, I remember your face. Your colleagues share their words and works.

Your Leader,
Doctor Eight

“I can’t. We started this thing together and said that we would make it. Mark, I love you. I’ll do your work in honor of the promises we made. This isn’t the end, it’s a beginning.”
-Ogden

“Your supervision was my joy, young man. I’m talking to you and you’re dead, so this is for me but also those other young men. Don’t waver. Doctor Eight stands for that. Mark Douglas-Kenner, you have different meanings. I won’t interrogate you now. It’s too late. Way too late.”
-Stephen.

“I could have gone easier on you Mark. You should have told us. Damn it, you should have told me! Goodbye, you sweet kid.”
-Peter

“Those boys came around here for a cut. I never knew their names or whatever, but they opened doors, and we saw them around the neighborhood. Nice boys. It’s a shame.”
-Vincent, Park Slope Barber

“Mark brought me treats. A quiet boy, it's just horrible.”
- Marion J. Thurber, Neighborhood Resident

Let it be known that when former member and co-founder S.T.A.L.L.I.O.N. was contacted through Stephen, his ice-cold response was the following obituary, likely cut and pasted from the internet. Not a personal word. His resistance is of some interest to me. -D.E.

Mark Douglas-Kenner b.11.6.72 d.10.14.07
Neophyte Prospect NYGA\B, died Sunday in his Bronx apartment while making a routine oven thermostat check. An investigation conducted by FDNY inspectors and NYGA\B Senior Staff has ruled out any foul play. Cause of death recorded: asphyxiation.

Enthusiasma: Walking, HVAC, Small Appliance Repair, Rabbits.
Survived by three prize winning Langerhans Rabbits.
Memorial Services to be commenced on Sunday 10.21.07 at Blossom Rec Ctr and Banquet Hall, 5050 Gun Hill Rd. Bronx. at 1PM.