RIP Uncle Frank. Your Birthday letters to your great nephew and neices were the hightlight of the mail for them. Not just the check but the stories about your friend Mortimer Smuck Bumstead. The kids couldn't wait to hear of his new adventures. And then last year we were all able to come and spend a day with you. That was so special. As for me, when I was a kid I had no idea why my Dad had to go "retreive" you from NY and bring you to FL to hang for a while. I just knew that we were so lucky to have you with us for a while. Going to Bonita Beach in your van and other great times we had with our Uncle Frank are great memories that I have of you and I will never forget. Listening to you play your guitar and sing "House of the Rising Sun" to us. These are the memories that insure that as long as the lives you have touched are still here, so are you. In our memories forever... Your loving and proud and on this day sad family.
Ken, Julie, KC, Emily and Elizabeth
