In Memory

Frank Smith

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08/11/12 01:01 AM #1    

Pam Stegeman (De Kock)

Frank was a good guy; sincere, caring, calm and easy going.  I refer to him as being the  " quiet thinker".   I never knew quite what he was thinking.  Kind of private that way.  I remember how Frank could  "crack"  a joke without hardly making a smile. Sometimes I was left wondering if what he said was meant to be a joke. 

You were taken far too soon.  I feel saddened by the news of your death. You are missed. Rest in Peace. 

May the angels carry you up above the clouds, Frank!


Pam LVR 64.

09/22/12 10:44 AM #2    

Shirley Sodlosky (Karasz)

We sat alphabetically in class and Frank sat in front of me. He was forever turning around, "borrowing" my pencils, etc. So I would smack him with my ruler and then I would get into trouble!  Then we would  do it all over again the next time - guess I was a slow learner because the teacher always caught me.

02/17/13 06:48 PM #3    

Rick Joyce

Frank and I were good friends both at St. Joe's and through LVR. In the early days I had a Nelson Advertiser route with 180 papers along Baker Street and Frank would help me deliver,  with me on one side of the street and him on the other. I made 90 cents every Wednesday for that delivery and I paid Frank each Wednesday with a bottle of Orange Crush at the little store on Ward Street.

Frank died suddenly in 1966 at age twenty and I was asked to be a pall bearer at his funeral along with Cliff Hutt, Art Lang and three others. As an altar boy at the Cathedral , I  had served at many funerals but the people were, to me, nameless.

When Frank died at such a young age, a funeral became to me something more than a ritual,  When I watched his younger sisters and mother weeping at the gravesite , death took on a new and very personal meaning for me. 

Frank was a good man.

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