Monday, December 8, 2003

Goodbye to our dear friend

Frank. We all knew him and loved him in our own way. He was one of the most private, yet one of the most open with us. He did not share his age with all of us, but he shared the youth within his heart. He and I had a big laugh based on the fact that for a while, I thought he was a young stud, and he thought I was an old dud. He was 20 years older than me. He didn’t talk about his family in his journal. Frank’s journal was Frank’s journal. Something of his own. A place where he could be himself, heart and soul. He didn’t have to hide behind a suit and tie, and be the English major that we all knew he was . He could be Frank, wearing his favorite attire (t-shirt and jeans). He made us laugh on more than one occasion. He could whine, well. He could share his broken heart with all of us, and soon found out how much he was cared for. The ladies loved him, the men respected him and probably took notes from him on various subjects. He made many friends. I believe that each of us helped mend his broken heart. The last time he spoke about Mary to me, he said he was finally getting over it, with a little help from his friends (us). He had a way about him that drew in more and more of us. And always left us wanting more. Frank was a very gifted writer who could have bragged about all of his success, he had much to brag about, but chose to let us all feel that we were his equal, and always made it a point to tell us that he felt honored to know us! I feel honored to have known him from the time he left his 1st comment in my journal on September 27th.

The following text in blue is the 1st comment Frank left in my journal. From that day until last week, I knew an amazing person, whom I will miss terribly.

aims: please accept my sincere hopes and prayers for Stephen. Best wishes to you, of course and I'm glad you're having fun with these things. Me too. This is such a nice note, I had to comment. I'm going to post a link to your site, or, at least write about it in one of next few whatever you call-em.

keep reading.
frank

8 comments:

karynetaylor said...

Neat. Nicely put.

~ Karyn

slowmotionlife said...

This is perhaps one of the BEST write-ups I've seen on Frank so far, Mia! So true to who he was. I kept nodding my head throughout your entry. Everything you've said about Frank is the absolute truth! He always complimented everyone around him and offered his help when and where he could. He had the right to keep some things private.. we all do. I hope some of those things STAY private, to honor his obvious need for that privacy. Luv you!

babyshark28 said...

well, I am back from reno. and it's very sad around here. your tribute is very lovely. I went back and read my first comment from Frank as well. sigh....

viarbooba said...

i didn't have a chance to read frank's journal or get to know him but i've read alot of good things about him and my heart goes out to everyone that was touched by him. i read your entry "ray of sunshine" it made me cry, especially part 4. it sounds like you have a beautiful son & you are a wonderful mother. God bless.

starlitemaker said...

aims, I also remember Franks first email to me, shortly before I got Editors No. 1 just before "Santa Claus" this week, and it made me feel good to know what I was writing was appreciated by such a respected and well loved man. I wish I had known Frank as well as many of you did, but for the short time I did, I'm thankful for. I will truly miss him and his kind words! Thanks for leaving a beautiful tribute to him.

sonensmilinmon said...

Mia, beautiful write up here. After reading all the tributes I wish I had the opportunity to know Frank. I'm sure he will be missed by many. My prayers go to his loved ones and friends.
Monica

musenla said...

You described Frank so well. This is a moving and loving tribute, Mia.

andreakingme said...

I agree with everyone's comments that this is one of the best tributes to Frank. Just put a lump in my throat, why don't you! Ohhhhhh. It still hurts to think Frank is gone. ::gulp::