Words cannot describe how much I miss you. You were such a huge part of my life growing up, every time we went on Vacation you were with us, from Alabama to Washington to weekends at the farm. We were always together. If I ever needed anything you were there. When my dad wouldn't help me you always would without me even asking. You were always there for me. You were more like a Dad to me than a cousin. Thank You for all the wonderful memories. I am happy that you are at peace and with the rest of the family. I look forward to the day we will all be together again. I love you Frankie.

It's hard to pick one memory of Uncle Frank to share because I have so many!! One memory is that my son Chris wouldn't eat broccoli and on a visit to Wilder Street Uncle Frank cooked broccoli with real garlic and olive oil and gave it to Chris to try and from that moment on Chris loved broccoli!! I have so many memories of how happy he was when there was a party at Wilder Street and the house was filled with all his family his smile said it all!! He also was so proud showing off his farm and I loved walking down to the pond with him as he showed us the things he was doing!! I have many more and could go on and on...Uncle Frank I will miss you but I know you are with your family which gives me some comfort!!!

Karen Schaw

I was so deeply saddened to learn of Frank’s passing. I worked with him at Lakeview EyeCare for 20 years. Such a kind and caring man, he was always ready to lend a hand and there was truly nothing he couldn’t fix. My sincere sympathy to his family. May the memories of your time together bring you comfort.

We have many happy memories of Frankie....his stopping by in the evening for coffee, his willingness to help, his letting our kids go out to his place in the country, his cooking skills. Our condolences to his nephews and nieces. May your memories be a sign of his love for you.
Dick and Rose Marie Lombard

I would not be able to describe accurately the amount of loss I will feel with out you here with us. Or the love and gratitude I have for you, being in my life. A hole created in me, with you no longer part of our Worldly life, healed only with the indelible impact you have had on my life, our family, and all the you have impacted purely by your love and presence. You will live on in your family’s heart and soul forever. You are with your heavenly angels, who I am sure, have set a table for you. Rejoice with them, and our Lord, as well all await, our reuniting. I love you Uncle Frank.

I have so many memories....always always ready to help everyone. After we loss our Dad. Devastated we were is an understatement Uncle Frank was so consoling.to all of us. Something you may not know is I use to do alot of craft fairs and Dad use to cut different things out of wood for me. Uncle Frank took that on for me. I didn't even ask him he just offered. He did that for me for years.
Family meant everything to him!
He had such a good sense of humor...going to visit him these last years. He would make Jan and I Iaugh so hard. I would especially like it when Bill would go with us and watch Bill and Uncle Frank interact. The bound they had with each other was like no other!
We are going to miss those laughs with him.
I love you Uncle Frank! Hope you are having a party up there with everyone. Please let them know how well they did bringing up some amazing people and how much they are missed!
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I was saddened to hear of my dear Uncle Frank's passing. Many happy memories came flooding back to me as I remembered this wonderful man. His visits to St. Louis were always a highlight to our year. He would wrestle with me, he taught me the game "Odd or Even," he watched those classic Yankees World Series games with me ('77 was particularly wonderful) and he always brought the most delicious food with him.

To every family member or friend of Uncle Frank ~ I hope your own beautiful memories will help you get through your sadness. The DeSantis siblings are all together once again. R.I.P. Uncle Frank ~ you are missed but you will live forever in our hearts.

Gary Mickelson