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Rastafarian, Skinhead, Hardcore Punk Rocker, Krishna, Vegan - all labels that at one time or another could have defined our friend Marques Battle. Although anyone who knew Ques knows that none of those labels really could ever be the only definition of who he was. Marques will be fondly remembered as a loyal friend, proud father and loving husband, whose laugh, never overpowering, was ultimately more contagious than others of its kind. Despite being low-key and never having the desire to be the center of attention, you'd be hard pressed to find someone who didn't know someone who knew Marques. Even harder would it be to find someone who knew Marques, but didn't love him. Marques had an incredibly large and kind heart wrapped in a tough exterior of tattoos. All toughness would disappear when you saw him smile; it would light up his face, so much that even his eyes would smile. He always could be counted on for advice or just to sit and listen to your problems, with no complaints on his part. He loved his daughter and wife with everything he had; when he would talk about them he would radiate complete adoration. If you can judge a man based on the lives he touched, then Marques was truly an extraordinary person who will be remembered and missed forever.