"We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord." - 2 Corinthians 5:8 NKJV
Obituary
With a heavy heart, we (Ben and Theresa, son and daughter) announce the passing of a beautiful son, brother, father, and grandfather named Mark Reeves, 78 of Moscow, Idaho who peacefully passed on July 15th, 2026. A lifelong Bureau of Land Management employee, Mark spent much of his life as a forester, and loved to be out in the woods anytime he was able.
Mark was born in Denver, CO on July 1, 1948 and grew up learning music. In his teens, he played the accordion and almost went to college for it. In fact, he was so good with the accordion that when his family would go camping, he would play in the campground for all the campers and would end with a round of applause. However, Mark would go on to pursue his passion, forestry.
Then he had two beautiful children which he cared for more than life itself. He taught my brother and I about the forest and took us on walks nearly every weekend. At our home in Coos Bay, OR he started a farm and had cows, ducks, chickens, goats, sheep, dogs, cats, rabbits, and the occasional deer. After more than 40 years of working with the Bureau of Land Management (BLM), he retired and continued to travel with his wife, Sandy.
In lieu for a physical service, I have created this memorial page so everyone who knew him can leave a story about him. If you have them, more pictures would be amazing to post here too. Also feel welcome to exchange emails if you’d like to contact each other.
Dad loved to gather together and talk. In his later years, when talking was more difficult, he still loved to sit with us and listen to the conversation. In all, if you have issues posting, email your content to me (theresalavoie34@gmail.com) and I will post it for you.
As always, prayers are welcome. He was a believer in Christ Jesus and I know he is now with God and I will see him again.
Mark's Life in Pictures
Memory wall
I was fortunate enough to travel with Mark and Sandy to dog shows and to Oregon, where he enjoyed showing me around places that meant something to him. One of my favorite memories is riding with him and his son into the woods as he checked slash piles for work. He never made those moments feel like errands; they became adventures, complete with stories about his life and work, and an offer to stop for a meal afterward. Those conversations are ones I’ll always treasure.
At home, I loved watching him out in the yard playing with the dogs. You could see his gentle heart in the way he interacted with them. He always treated me with kindness, making me feel like I belonged. Every year, he would make sure there was cake and ice cream for Sandy’s birthday and mine—a simple tradition that spoke volumes about the thoughtful man he was.
Mark wasn’t loud or flashy. He showed his love through quiet acts of generosity, steady companionship, and the way he cared for the people around him. Those are the things that stay with us long after someone is gone.
I will always be grateful that Sandy shared her life with me, because it also gave me the privilege of knowing Mark. His stories, his kindness, his gentle spirit, and the memories we made together will remain with me. He leaves behind a legacy not only in the family he loved, but in the countless small moments that made others feel welcomed, valued, and cared for.
He will be deeply missed, but fondly remembered.
Mark always had a smile and a joke. My favorite picture is of him and Sandy on the Oregon beach and also with the boarders. He chose a life of service to nature and ended up living in some of the most beautiful places on earth.
We never lived close enough to each other to build close bonds but, when we were able to spend time together, there was always laughter and caring.
I’m so glad you traveled to Denver with Carol and I. It was a great final trip for your mom.
Love to you, Ben, and your families- Aunt Linda
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