Thursday, March 23, 2023
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There's no way I can make this short and sweet. Where do I begin with the abundance of stories of my remarkable brother, Frank?
It would take a lifetime to express my feelings for the loss of my BIG brother. For starters and a guaranteed laugh, he taught my younger brother, Eddie and I, the lesson not to play Hearts or you'll pay the "knuckle” price. What a joker!!
His heart was always open as was his home, never a closed door for his family or me. He would chauffeur me around to give me the five cent tour like I was a tourist. Only at the end of our time together would I try everything in my power to reciprocate the favor by taking him to wherever he wanted.…movies ( don't forget the popcorn with seasonings), his favorite hotdog at Mustard's Last Stand, free concerts, the flea market, and lastly Hooters for our traditional chicken wings (naked, please) as he would say with our 1 beer or finally just a ride around to talk.
From as far back as my summer vacation from the boarding school, I remember him making me get that summer job, as he would say, "to earn your keep." In my mind, I can still remember like it was yesterday Frank teaching me how to drive in Miami, Fl. the "Three on the Tree " blue Ford Station Wagon. I swear I can still hear him laughing when I backed up fast and hard into the only boulder in that grassy field and afterwards him saying, “you have to turn your head around when backing up.”
I could never forget the time my girlfriend, Nancy Newell and I, who later became my wife and mother to our 5 children, were hitchhiking to the Florida Keys from Cincinnati and my big brother stopped to pick us up in his Budweiser delivery beer truck in Miami. Wow, what are the chances of that, after not seeing each other for at least 5 years!
I recall Frank couldn't wait to fire up his poolside barbecue grill while surrounded by family to show off his great skill for barbecuing.
True, I feel cheated now that he's gone but then I try to remember what our older sister, Latricia
(a.k.a. Patty) would say to me, “Tommy, it’s in God's hands." By the way, those 2 were tighter than the lid on a pickle jar so if anyone could finagle more time on this earth together, it was my big brother and sister! Frank and I would always end our phone and video chats with "Nobody could love you more." Oh, how true that is!!
Just a small tidbit of information about my brother that I learned of recently. In no uncertain terms Frank declared to Shelly, his loving wife of 54 years, that he was NOT going to do any physical therapy on Sundays because it was the Sabbath, "A day of rest," he said. He passed away on Sunday, March 19, 2023, His Day of Rest.
Big Brother, Now I think to myself "Nobody is going to miss you more”.
Yes, It's true. It would take a lifetime to express my feelings for the loss of my Big brother.
With prayers and tears.. Your Loving Brother Tommy.
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