Mark, is the one that most resembles in mind his sister (that would be me). He is a pastor in Goshen. That's the one in Indiana, not the one in southern Ohio.
He's the one I used to leg wrestle. He's the one I would punch for no reason at all, and he took it because he was trained that as a boy/man he should never hit a girl/woman. I still give him a slug from time to time. But since the time-to-time times that I see him are getting less frequent as we get older and spouses that can't travel keep us bound to our local area for the most part, I guess my punches will have to be KIWIs. (See paragraph below for explanation.
Mark has a running commentary on FB about his dog, his lazy dog, Sherm, and his bathroom habits (Sherm's not Mark's). Not exactly the most tantalizing subject, but he does put a very humorous slant on all he says about Sherm.
Mark also hates broccoli. So, lately, instead of saying _**&^, he says "broccoli". So, I've been countering with "kiwi". It's not that I hate kiwi, it's just not in the "my favorite fruits" category.
Mark has a way of exaggerating something so that it almost sounds like the truth. And therein is the rub. Mark is a pastor. He speaks the truth on Sunday and Wednesday, but other days? He's just funnin'. I love him for his humor, believe me. He is an interesting "preacher".
As I said he has made my forays in FB fun and interesting and I just have to respond.