Lukas, Mark Wallace
January 22, 1954 – December 6, 2018
Age 64 of Robbinsdale. Our beloved Dad, Papa, brother, uncle, and friend, passed away at home, surrounded by family and immense love, on Thursday, December 6, 2018, after a courageous battle against pancreatic cancer. Born and raised in North Minneapolis, he moved his family to their forever home in Robbinsdale in 1982. He was a United States Army veteran and worked most of his life in quality engineering. A resident of Palmetto, FL for the past several years, he hosted many memorable family visits to the sunshine state. He will be lovingly remembered for his generous giving, incomparable sense of humor, commitment to family, joy in being a father, and knack for always finding the fun in life. Mark was an adventure seeker who enjoyed traveling, playing pranks, watching movies (especially family and shockingly bad sci-fi films), and coin collecting. He was a self-proclaimed sock connoisseur, an aspiring gator hunter, and was ahead of his time as the best Daddy shark before that was ever a thing. He was an extraordinarily fun Dad, a dependable friend, brother, and uncle, and truly found – or created – any good humor that was to be had in good times and bad. In his own words, he “lived a great life with few regrets and a wonderful family.” He was a pillar in our family and will be missed tremendously. Preceded in death by mother, Cleo Dahl and brother, Richard Heideman. Survived by children, Andrew Adam, Emily Blasiak (Heath), Quaylena Lobitz (Mike), Quinn Lukas, Katie Lukas (John), Daniel Menard-Anderson; grandchildren Caleb, Angel, Paige, Anthony, Reme, Ziya, Alayna; ex-spouse, Kathleen Lukas; siblings Nita McNosky (Daryl), Kathy Misencik, Pamela Albrecht (Dale), Melissa Bolstad; Wallace Lukas; many nieces, nephews, and friends. A Celebration of Life will be held Saturday, Dec 22nd, 1-4pm, Brookview Golden Valley, 316 Brookview Parkway S, Golden Valley. You fought your battle against an ugly cancer with a beautiful grace and remarkable courage, and showed us all what strength really looks like. You held on as long as you could, and treated us all with love and grace along the way. It was a testamanet to how strong and how loving we all already knew you were. We hope you found the “Hawaii” you were looking for – maybe you’re checking it out on your Harley, your spirit free as a bird. We love you infinitely. (Published in the Star Tribune on Dec. 12, 2018).