Mark R Bier

He lived well.

Sunday May 6th, my Dad (Mark Bier) passed away after 3 years of fighting lung cancer. To say he fought hard would be the biggest understatement. For anyone that met my Dad knows how much he cared for and loved the world around him. He is the most loving and protective father, the most caring and supportive brother, and the most irreplaceable, strongest man I (and many others) have come to know.

He was there through all the ups and downs, and always reminded us to stay focused on our happiness first. He showed this to everyone he met: whether he was the Dad at college tailgates tapping kegs and kicking your ass in every game, or simply grabbing a Sunday morning coffee from Starbucks, it didn’t take long to know you wanted to be around this man, and that he truly cherished each moment down to the second.

I have learned far more from my Dad than any words could express. I’m not talking about learning how to wakeboard for the first time, learning how to fish, or learning how to say please and thank you: Sure, he taught me those things too, but what my Dad really taught me is the important stuff: lessons. He taught me in every moment, to be all there, and to live it to its fullest. He taught me to work harder than everyone around you and to always strive for the best, because you don’t make your mark (no pun intended) by being average. He taught me in each down, to get right back up because being upset would not change the situation and that instead I needed to learn from it and continue to lead and love my life that way.

Before his time on Earth ended, I made him a promise that I will always keep: to be happy. To be sad only for a short while and to always cherish him, love him, and remember he is with me every single day- even on my wedding day.

I’ll miss every part of him- his phone calls, snide remarks to each boy he met (don’t worry, he has a brother), his humor in every situation (even in the hospital), and his will to drop everything by the hat for his three little girls (and wife).

My Dad is irreplaceable, and loved by so so many. I am at peace that he is no longer suffering and is kicking it up there with both Grandpas- now I’ve got the BEST angels

Although only for few moments I had the fortune to have met Mark and I thank the Lord for putting us on his path. I was blessed to have met a man with integrity and full of Love for his family, not an ordinary man by far.
I pray for you Denise, your beautiful daughters, Magie, Mathew and all of his family for you to find confort in your hearts and know that you sll were blessed forever with Mark as your Angel above.
Mark Rest In Peace?

Julia Hemeon

Mr Bier, Thank you for being such a great example of courage and for always smiling and being kind even in bad days. It was a pleasure meeting you and doing your CTs. You’ll be always remembered. To the Bier family my thoughts and prayers are with you during this time. Im so sorry for your loss.

We have known Mark and the Bier Family for a long time and have very fond memories. I remember Mark and my dad, Buddy Lynch, playing basketball at the Tysons Corner Animal Hospital. Great times for sure. He will surely be missed. He is God’s angel now and not feeling any pain or suffering. I pray for God to wrap his loving arms around the entire Bier Family and comfort them during this difficult time and for them to know that one day, they will see him.

Matthew 5:4
“Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.”

Love,
Michelle (Lynch) Hyatt “Pooh Bear”