Mark Sumara's Obituary
Written for Mark Sumara by his son Michael.
Mark passed suddenly on March 17, 2022 after cancer took over his body. He left us in company of his wife surrounded by love and without pain. The way he was living no one would ever know what he was going through until he laid down tired and had a hard time getting up. Looking back now cancer and whatever else plagued him never held him back from living a loud, full life. He is survived by his wife Nancy, son Me Michael, his brother Tom and family, his brother Dennis's daughter Macy and family and grandchildren Isaiah, Logan, Kyson, Jace and many friends and neighbors. He wasn't one to hesitate on much when it came to helping out where he knew best or making a dream a reality. Whether it be engineering something, cabinetry, auto mechanics, a pilot, motorcycle rider, artist, gardener, whatever. He pursued his interest masterfully and full of heart. It was truly amazing watching him and left me in awe more often then not. He loved getting into the outdoors to camp, fish, scout hunting grounds, and shooting guns. He built more cars trucks and motorcycles then I know about. Mostly from the ground up that I can remember He built a few bikes, short box Chevy truck, mg midget his el Camino he's worked on most his life, even my cars. Every aspect was not safe from his mad scientist ways. Even car painting and realistic airbrushing stood no chance to his integrity to learn and make something beautiful. Even rebuilt a country coach RV, his skills and dedications where inspiring.
He wanted to fly and eventually found a computer flight simulator and learned from that. Then he went and bought a 1 man ultralite aircraft and flew it on numerous occasions! He was limitless with his pursuits of knowledge to the things that peaked his interest or of others he cared about. He rode bikes from an early age and aspired to ride from an even earlier age. He loved riding, the freedom of the open road, being a part of the journey. Especially the brotherhood of guys he rode with. Riding was a huge part of his life and he took it seriously. He looked like a hardcore biker but under that hard outer shell was a man full of heart.
His humor, his mad scientist mentality, his passion for perseverance, all the memories from back then and the plans made for the future are truly missed. The world does seem a little bit quieter without him here. So I invite you, when you hear AC/DC, or get on your bike, your loud hotrod, or whatever you do. Do it loud, if AC/DC comes on turn it up loud, then up again, then just when you think the speakers are gonna blow, just one more.
Thank you for being an inspiration, thank you for living like a legend, thank you for being an amazing dad and grandpa.
So long, until we meet again.
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