Which Reminds Me

Yes, I vaguely remember that many years ago, while we were attending a church in Hialeah, my sister and I sang a trio in church with a certain Cuban guy named Mark, who also came to our house for the rehearsal, and that was the only time that I ever saw him. I have no other memory of Mark. I really do not understand why I would be getting emails about him, given that I really could not care less if I do not see him again during this lifetime. He just was not that important to me. I do not have so much time to worry about the idiotic rantings of irrelevant persons named Mark.