I knew Frank by going into Harings for many years.
Always a smile and a warm hello. Not to mention the piece of scrapple he would slip into my bag because
He knew my utter dislike for the stuff!
I will see you in heaven as I know that that is where you are.
Prayers for the family during this time but rejoice in
the knowledge that he is being held in the loving
arms of his Heavenly Father.