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Marc Mason:
Marc Mason was born October 22 1986 to Lori R. Whalen and Jeffrey D. Mason in the city of Coeur d' Alene, Idaho, United States.
Marc's biggest dream growing up was to join the United States Marine Corps. His favorite animal is a Cow. His favorite colors are black and red. Marc's favorite time period in history is the early middle ages and World War II.
Growing up Marc often wore military uniforms even though he wasn't associated with ROTC at the time or any other military programs. He was a very patriotic youth with a strong love for the military and country.
In Marc's early years he attended Sorenson Elementary School. During his younger elementary years Marc participated in concert choir. He was also in special education classes for a learning disability.
Marc's home life was chaotic and he often ran away or found himself in trouble. His favorite place to run away to was his grandfather's house David L. Mason.
After elementary school Marc attended Canfield Middle School where he joined the football team and the after school program Young Marines. Marc's Young Marines unit he joined was the North Idaho Young Marines ran and operated by staff sergeant Joshua McKay of the United States Marine Corps.
After middle school Marc attended Coeur d' Alene High School and played high school football.
During this time in his life he was in and out of trouble with law enforcement and consequently because of it in and out of juvenile detention.
During Marc's high school years he ended up being sentenced to 18 months in juvenile prison and spent his time at JCC Nampa in Nampa Idaho and North West Childers Home in Lewiston Idaho and then the Anchor House of the Idaho Youth Ranch in Coeur d' Alene Idaho.
After Mark was released he got his very first job at Arby's as a Arby's cook in Coeur d' Alene Idaho. However not long after he was kicked out from his house by his mother and stepfather Leon Owens. He moved into a girls house in Kellogg Idaho her name was Linda Darlene O'Hara. He shortly had his first child. Marc had a daughter with Linda D. O'Hara. They named her Zoey Elizabeth O'Hara-Mason. Marc was 17 years old at the time. Marc and Landa never married.
During that time in his life he opened a business with Quixtar formerly known as Amway. He had some success with It.
When he turned 18 he applied to be a police officer with the Kellogg Police Department. He was given an official job offer but later messed it up for himself. He ended up working many jobs to try to support his child, but failed and became restless and went on the move living out of this backpack and tent.
Marc's first job as a security officer was as a bouncer at a strip club in Boise Idaho at Erotic City and another strip club Night Moves. He then went to work for the strip club as a bouncer the kit Kat club in Nampa Idaho.
When his daughter turned a year old Marc walked from Boise Idaho to Coeur d'Alene Idaho and then hitchhiked from Coeur d'Alene to Kellogg to attend her birthday party. Marc ended up living in Silverton Idaho and working at McDonald's in Kellogg Idaho. Marc eventually joined the fire department as a volunteer firefighter with Shoshone County Fire Protection District in Osborn Idaho. He finally decided that volunteering and working at McDonald's wasn't a good enough life.
Marc decided to better his life for himself and child. Marc joined Job Corps. He was sent to Curlew Job Corps Center (CCCJC) Operated by the United States Forest Service in Curlew Washington. During his stay at Job Corps Marc studied Forestry. However Marc was kicked out of the program after making a veiled Threat to the safety of staff and students in a moment of anger.
before he was kicked out however they trained Marc and fully certified him as a United States Wildland Firefighter.
Marc upon his return to Coeur d'Alene got together with a old friend Mellisa K. Norris and married her having two more children a year apart from each other. His son Tristen Samuel Mason (Norris) and his daughter Danielle Elizabeth Mason (Norris). Marc and Melissa entered the adult entertainment industry becoming webcam models and making adult films.
Marc and his family moved away from Coeur d' Alene to Rapid City South Dakota in 2007 before moving back to Coeur d' Alene Idaho in 2008.
Marc was shortly hired after coming back from South Dakota at Five Star Security in Coeur d' Alene becoming the vice president of the company. TobyJoe McCastland was the owner of Five Star Security.
Marc then went to work for Eagle Eye Security as a security officer in Post Falls Idaho.
Marc then opened up his own security company called Global Hawk Security offering standing post security officers, mobile patrols, alarm response, and bodyguard services.
Marc and Melissa eventually split up separated ways in 2012 but didn't officially divorce until 2021.
Marc after separating from his wife moved to Boise Idaho and was homeless on and off for several years working multiple jobs during that time. He also drifted to Canada and Mexico for awhile.
Marc stayed for a short time back in Coeur d' Alene and became a bail bondsman and Bounty Hunter with All American Bail Bonds.
Marc eventually started drifting again.
When Marc stopped drifting around he and his father Jeffrey David Mason started a paranormal investigation outfit together soon finding themselves on various adventures across the country and finding themselves on television on a television program broadcasting their paranormal investigations. They named there investigations company Apparitions Paranormal Investigations Group (APIG) and shortly after created API Media as a documentary and television media outlet. Marc would later on write a book about the paranormal titled Apparitions Paranormal Ghost Hunting 101. His book became a top seller and became the standard training manual for paranormal investigators across the world.
Marc eventually meant another women Tia Bolton also having a child with her a son they named Zehdikiss Davevid Mason. Marc and Tia never married. After their child was born Marc decided he was done with having children and had a vasectomy performed at Planned Parenthood in Boise Idaho.
Marc Joined the Freemasons as a member of Masonic Lodge #2 AF&AM in Boise Idaho.
During this time Marc launched an initiative to reactive the Idaho State Guard, Idaho's inactive state defense force. In order to help lunch the initiative Marc joined the State Guard Association of the United States to help network with other state agencies and with Idaho state representative Sage Dixon that wrote legislation to introduce to the floor. Unfortunately Dixon never introduced it.
Marc would move to Coos Bay Oregon in 2017 and lived with his mother Lori Owens and step father Darwin Leon Owens Jr.
During his time in Coos Bay he joined a professional milsim airsoft team and played in professional games and events.
Marc's family eventually moved from Coos Bay Oregon to Boise Idaho and Marc followed.
Marc would then once more travel two various places before coming back to Idaho where he would then later open a hot dog vending stand customizing in gourmet hot dogs.
Marc eventually moved back to his hometown of Coeur d' Alene. Once again down on his luck and homeless. It was during this time he found a new lady whom the two of them fell in love. Her name Miki R Bails. The tow of them started dating then eventually got married April of 2025.
Marc started building out a new food trailer. Instead of focusing on hotdogs he updated his menu to include handmade smash burgers, sausages, and Nordic and Scandinavian foods. He named his food trailer Grillpolser's. Marc also started a web development services agency specializing in building websites for small businesses and start ups. He called his website company CyberMason. Marc also launched the Food Truck Association of North Idaho.
Marc also reintroduced himself to the state to reestablish the Idaho State Guard. He launched a Facebook page called Idaho State Guard Reactivation Project and also launched a petition on change.org
In early 2025 Mac was contacted by Jim Stephens to aid in a bigger mission other then the Idaho State Guard and was asked to help advocate to the US Congress The Proposal of starting the United States Army Auxiliary. The United States Army Auxiliary Project started rallying public and legislative support for a formal U.S. Army Auxiliary: a trained, uniformed volunteer corps aimed at supporting Army operations, strengthening community ties, and filling the gap between military and civilian spheres as well as acting in the place of State Defense Forces/State Guards in states that have an inactive or no State Defense Force at all.
Marc helped with designing the first logo and making contact with some of the first senators and congressman.
Marc was diagnosed with Autism Spectrum Disorder, Level 2, with intellectual impairment Borderline Intellectual Functioning
And Attention Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder, Predominantly inattentive presentation
Curtis Beitans:
The Argus. Melbourne. 20th November 1948.
CROXFORD. - On November 17, at Violet Town,
Robert James, the dearly beloved husband of
Mary Anne, loving father of Les, Stan, and
Gertie ( Mrs. Hosie ). - Sadly missed.
CROXFORD. - On November 17, at Violet
Town, Robert James, dearly loved father
of Stan, father-in-law of Leila, loving pa
of Jeffrey, Norma, Kenneth and Harold,
loved great-grandfather of Barry.
- We will miss you.
Robert Carter:
Nick was the woods boss for the Santa Cruz Lumber Company out of Boulder Creek California which is in Santa Cruz County. I moved to the SCLC property in 1974 two years after the lumber mill's closure. I was part of the new logging crew. We continued on with the logging on the property using environmentally safe and selective logging methods to produce a sustainable forest that could be harvested annually forever. Nick was retired as the woods boss but still lived on the property. Like they say "you can't keep a logger out of the woods" and Nick was proof of that. He didn't have much to do being retired and he wasn't a "sit around in the house" type of person so every day Nick would get in his red 1965 Ford F:250 pickup that SCLC let him keep after retirement and he would put on his white hard hat and proceed to drive around on the property mostly around in the areas where we were logging. Our method of logging was completely new to him and he just loved to be out in the woods watching us and I don't believe I ever saw Nick without that big smile he always wore. Nick also owned a big blue car that I think was a big Lincoln. A real funny thing happened one day. I was driving out of the property and Nick was coming in and was pulled over stopped but with the motor running while his wife was out of the car picking some flowers. So I pulled up next to Nick and was talking to him through our windows for about five minutes or so and Nick had gotten so used to talking to people through the window of his pickup as he drove around every day that when I told him I had to get going toward town he said "okay, will talk to you later" and he drove off in his Lincoln leaving his wife standing on the side of the road. His wife and I looked at each other and just started laughing. I offered her a ride but she said "oh, I think he'll be back." I waited there anyway then a few minutes later Nick comes driving back up and was his face ever red from embarrassment. I said "did you forget something Nick?" He had an ear to ear grin and I laughed half way into town. The house Nick lived in is the biggest one on the property and in the best location. It was built exclusively for Nick. I now reside in that house and have been in it for 30 years. The road that most of the remaining houses are on is named "Huhtala Lane" honoring Nick. It's a very strange feeling for me because when I first moved up to the property I was a 21 year old green horn just getting into the logging business. When I met Nick he was like the old wise one with all the knowledge. Some times it seems like that was just yesterday but realistically speaking that was 51 years ago. I'm now 72 years old and living in Nick's old house. I'm retired and I find myself constantly driving around in the woods just cutting myself fire wood and checking out what the new loggers are doing. My newest neighbor just turned 21 and is learning how to operate heavy equipment. Not only do I still think about Nick...I am Nick so to speak. I'm right where Nick was when I was 21 and just starting out. It's hard to believe how fast 50 years seemed to fly by. Anyway, if anyone that's either related to or knew Nick reads this I hope it added some insight to who Nick was and what he was all about. Rumor has it that Nick was a real tough woods boss that was hard on his crew which is probably true but away from work you couldn't have ever met a kinder or mellower person than Nick.
Roma Gryte:
21 July 2025 - I found out through a DNA match that I am Dell's daughter. I know very little about him. He died when I was a senior in high school. I was adopted at 7 days and did not meet my biological mother until I was 24 years old. She only knew Dell's name. They met as neighbors in Merced, CA.
My half sister shared that there were 6 children. I was the second oldest and she is third. The youngest girl passed away. I believe both, she and my father, died of heart attacks. He was an accountant and musician. The musical talent seems to be shared by all the siblings.
Any information would be welcome.
Cheri Lamouroux:
Elsie was my Paternal Grandmother - Elsie was my sounding board anytime I was trying to deal with a personal problem. When I was little, she loved brushing my long, curly hair. She would always say it was just like hers, growing in all directions.
One of my favorite funny things I remember about her was that she was a great cook and created these huge delicious meals for holidays, but was notorious for also creating a giant mess in the kitchen. She didn't clean anything as she cooked, it was all left for us to clean up after the meal was over!
Robert Stetson:
Radio Row - As grade-school aged kids in Brooklyn we were allowed to cross just one street when we were playing (walking to school was the exception). However, we reasoned that riding the subway into Manhattan didn't count as crossing streets. Cortland Street had surplus stores with electronics and military stuff. (Surplus insect repellant could be used for great stink-bombs)! It was hard to keep our trip a secret when the two of us returned home carrying an old oscilloscope (not solid state in those days; just tubes).
Tim Coburn:
Tim Coburn - Cecil was my dad - I just retired after working for the government here in NYC for 38 years protecting children and helping families remain intact. With that knowledge and experience I really treasure what a great loving man my father was and am grateful for everything he taught me. From simple things like going fishing together in a dirt road pool of water to going to family reunions in Harlan County Kentucky, or when I, or any other of his 6 children were sick or had needs he was the caretaker. He was a protestant religious man of the Bible Belt, but when I was 19 and came out to him as gay he didn't turn his back instead he tried to learn more he even went with me and some friends to a big gay disco one night I know he felt a bit out of place but he tried and on a few other occasions too. When I was a left wing gay activist in Madison, Wisconsin and gay bashed in a coma he took time off to go back and forth until I came out of the coma (about a month), and actively helped my recovery. My father and I had alot in common as a kid I used to love his music I would go through his records, 8-tracks, and cassettes listening to country like the highwaymen, and good old 50s and 60s rock and roll. When I started following bands and became a groupie to the Grateful Dead my father even went with me to several shows he loved how the Dead brought back to life that old rock and roll along with bringing to life. some country and folk too. I will always have part of my dad's spirit in my heart and as I get older and have fewer and fewer living relatives I am grateful I had such a great usually quiet and laid back dad who kept me safe and no matter what never rejected me. In these days when I have seen families who are dysfunctional and at times totally negative I thank the power of light to be blessed with a dad like mine.
Julie Dishaw:
My Beautiful Sister - Losing you has taught me how fragile life is and how precious our time together was. I wish I had one more chance to tell you how much I love you. The pain of losing you is a reminder of that. There’s not a single day when I don’t think of you. I am so glad that you were my sister and spent memorable years together. You were crazy, fun, smart, and a beautiful sister that will forever hold a special place in my heart. I miss you and love you with my entire being but I know that wherever you are, you are at peace. I LOVE YOU!
Rosemary Sweeney-Johnson:
Grandmother - Winifred McMullen Sweeney was my Paternal Grandmother. She married Daniel Sweeney in Chicago and had four children: Myles, Noreen, Norman, and Ward. She lived with my Aunt Noreen in a home built for them in Chicago Heights. The night my grandmother died was the night of the 1967 snow storm in Chicago, Il. At the time, grandma was in Oak Forest Hospital.
My grandmother was the nicest person I knew. She had gotten senile but my Aunt Noreen brought her where ever she went. My Mother, Elizabeth Sweeney and my Aunt, Noreen used to play scrabble on a Saturday night once per month. On this one scrabble night, my grandmother started to wave at the mirror across from her in the living room. My mom asked what she was doing. Grandma said, "I'm waving at that nice little old woman over there." If that were not enough, She picked up a scrabble tile and almost got it in her mouth when mom stopped her. Grandma said that she just wanted a piece of candy. Mom said that that kind she had right there was terrible tasting. My mom ran upstairs and brought back a box of candy for grandma. My other grandma was living with us and heard it all. She was older yet. She put her head down and said, "It is terrible what has happened to her." Yes it truly was. But I was blessed to know her and get hugs from her.
Shelley Cardiel:
I have two postcard photographs belonging to the TESSEY Family of New York including one of Edward L. TESSEY and Clara MOSER TESSEY which was taken at the P. R. Thomann Studio in Utica, NY. The photograph was taken some time between 1904 and 1918 with the couple appearing to be in their 20's at the time it was taken. They are also identified as "Dad's Parents" on the back. The second photograph is one of Edward TESSEY at age 9 months old. There is no studio or location identified on this photograph which was also taken some time between 1904 and 1918.
Based on limited research I was able to gather the following information regarding this TESSEY Family:
Edward John TESSEY was b. 22 Aug 1915 in Utica, NY to parents Edward Lewis TESSEY (1886-1937) and Clara Katharine MOSER (1887-1966). Edward was the only child born to this couple. Edward married Katherine Ann WILLIAMS (1915-1978) on 1 Jun 1940 in Clinton, NY and they had a daughter, Suzanne B. TESSEY (1951-2022). Edward died 12 Oct 1998 in Utica or Whitesboro, NY and he is buried in the Forest Hill Cemetery in Utica, NY. His obituary notes that he ran a dance band as a teenager and was a well-known wedding photographer. He was survived by two daughters Suzanne of Whitesboro, NY and Marilyn of Rome, NY.
Edward Lewis TESSEY was b. 27 Jul 1886 in Utica, NY to parents Joseph H. TESSEY (1845-1928) and Phoebe Mary MADER (1856-1928) who were married in 1884. Edward had one sibling, a brother Joseph Henry TESSEY (1884-1949). Edward married Clara on 16 Sept 1914 in Utica, NY and they had the one son, Edward John TESSEY. Edward Lewis died 10 Oct 1937 in Utica, NY and is also buried in the Forest Hill Cemetery in that city.
Clara Katharine or Katherine MOSER was b. 31 Jan 1887 in Utica, NY to parents George MOSER (1842-1921) and Katherine ERHARDT (1844-1887) who were married 8 Mar 1868 in Legelshurst, Arnt Kehl, Baden, Germany. Clara was one of 13 children born to this couple including George or Georg; Katherine, Katharina, or Catherine; Barbara; Barbara; Mary Maria; Berbard; Elizabeth or Elisabetha; Brigitta; Ricka; Freida; Anna; John Erhardt; and Clara Katharine or Katherine MOSER all born between 1866 and 1887. Clara died 7 Apr 1966 in New Hartford or Utica, NY and is also buried in the Forest Hill Cemetery in Utica, NY.
I would like to get these photographs to family and appreciate you contacting me if you are a member of this family or know someone who might be.
Thanks,
Shelley
Shelley Cardiel:
tagged Edward John Tessey in this photo.
