It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of our beloved Mark “Wayne” Moore on November 1, 2026. Wayne was a devoted husband, loving father and grandfather (Papa). Anyone who was lucky enough to know him quickly realized that he was a very good man – always loyal, dependable and kind.

He was a hard worker and a good provider. As a young man he worked as a paperboy, pin-setter and potato chip route man to save money. At the age of fourteen he started working in a grocery store, a line of work he stayed in until his sixties.

Wayne’s love for his wife, Janet, was boundless. They met as children and married when Wayne was 19 and Janet was 21. He often talked about how much fun they had together when they were young and always referred to her as “my girl”. He remained devoted to her throughout her life and was always thinking of ways to make her happy.

He was truly a self-made man. He bought his first house when he was seventeen years old and rode his bicycle to collect the rent money. He bought a six-unit apartment building when he was 35. After working all night at the grocery store, he would go work at the apartment building. Our earliest memories are of “helping” him at the apartments (holding the dustpan while he swept, holding his Dutch Master while he fixed a sprinkler or a toilet). These were very special times. He always made us feel like our help was necessary and appreciated. He taught us about having a good work ethic and about saving money for the future. He taught us about patience and love.

Papa was nurturing. Whenever we were sick or blue, he was always there to offer a hug or a word of encouragement. He was always willing to talk about his feelings, whether they were happy or sad. He was able to share things both big and small.

He loved saying things like, “It’s like when you’re sick – you just don’t feel good” and “I’m gonna get your bird eggs” – which meant a tickle fight would ensue. He was playful and affectionate with his kids and then his grandkids. All the grandkids held a special place in his heart, but he bonded in a unique and special way with his grandson, Kyle. When Kyle was six months old, Nana and Papa took care of Kyle every day. Papa and Kyle were inseparable. Papa recently shared stories about all of the great memories he had of taking Kyle to and from school and the water park, beach trips and even a fishing trip (in which Kyle slept instead of fished). Papa loved to reminisce with a chuckle and a warm smile as he retold memories of the many vacations he and Nana took with Kyle. Although theirs was a unique bond, each and every grandchild felt special and loved by their Papa and they all adored him.

Wayne is survived by his daughters Rhonda Hatch and Lynnette (Edward) Resnick, grandchildren Michelle, Kyle, KT, and Jane, his great grandson Emilio, and his brother Larry Moore. We will forever envision him in a Honky Tonk casino with his girl, Janet, listening to Willie and enjoying a frosty, cold beer. He will be missed and live in our hearts forever. He will forever be, “always on my mind”.