{From the Sewickley Herald: Wednesday, September 1977, pg 25}

Mark Alan Timcheck
Mark Alan Timcheck, 16, of 154 Kenney Drive, Sewickley, died September 5, 1977 in Mercy Hospital, Pittsburgh, from injuries he suffered in a fall August 16.
Born September 26, 1960 in Sewickley, he was the son of Paul E. and Terry Timcheck. Mark was a lifelong resident of Sewickley, a member of St. James Catholic Church, and a senior at Quaker Valley Senior High School, where he was a member of the track team, chorus and an honor student. He was given the Kiwanis Award in 1975, and had just been appointed the QV representative to the Kiwanis Rotary Club.
In addition to his parents, Mark is survived by two brothers, Michael and Paul E. Jr., and a sister, Tammy, all at home; his maternal grandparents, Florentine and Hildegard Nachtway, of Mamburg, Germany; and paternal grandparents, John S. and Mary Timcheck, of Washington, D.C.
Friends were received at the Richard D. Cole Funeral Home. Mass of the Christian Burial was celebrated September 3 by Father Leo Burchianti in St. James Church. Burial was in St. James Cemetery.

Dearest Friends:
How does one adequately extend gratitude to so many fo(r) so much in time of such dire need?
Not to everyone in general but rather to each of you in particular, we offer our heartfelt thanks for the beautiful floral tributes; the thoughtful mass cards; the food in great abundance and the gracious service which accompanied it; the condolences exquisitely expressed in cards, notes, and letters; the eloquent eulogy; the touching message from the Class of 1978; the warm words and loving embraces of comfort from all who visited us in our bereavement.
To you-our relatives, our neighbors, our fellow workers, our classmates, our friends we shall forever remember that you remembered.
Most sincerely,
The Timcheck Family
Paul
Terry
Michael
Paul, Jr.
Tammy


Mark was one of our class's shining stars. He was incredibly smart yet soundly grounded. He was a machine at the ping-pong table and held his own on the pick-up basketball court; he was a punishing fouler..hehehe..and I knew it was going to hurt going up against him during those pick-up games. I remember a passion of his going to the horse races and betting on the "Big E". The last time I saw him was when he and his brother (Paul) passed through the cafeteria as we (the football team) were having lunch during our August 2-a-days; we slapped hands as he passed by...and he was gone. It was an honor to be one of his pallbearers and I miss him to this day. I'm comforted that he resides in a better place....and have learned to **never** take a moment for granted. L. Murrer