I want to send my special prayers for the family and wrap my arms around their sorrow to help take it away. This is a kind family and my heart hurts for them all for their loss. May God give you all a new look on life with peace and love for one another in honor of Frank and his kind personality.Rest in Peace Mr. Bailes.
I remember that Frank was a great father to Bryon. That he did things with him and I guess most of all, he had time for him. Also he was a hard worker. His job as a welder was a job that I know is a hard working honest job and in a place like Las Vegas it had to be a lot harder because of the weather in Vegas. I admired Frank's work ethic especially in such harsh conditions. Joe Atwood
All of my memories of Frankie are of him smiling or laughing. We went to the same school and was only seperated one year. In high school we had the same gym class time and the boys would be setting on the court and all of girls would round the corner and Frankie and I would look at each other and start laughing because he would sing "chug a lug chug a lug" he was always thinking of some way to have fun and share his smile and laugh with everyone. We went to church with his Mom and we went to the same Sunday School class together, most of the time we did go to Sunday School and then some times we would wait until Aunt Mary went to hers and him and I would go to the strip mall and get a soda and mess around until time for class to be over, one time we went to the grocery store and filled up a basket of food and each went down a different isle and then out the front door and back to church so Aunt Mary would not know we was bieng mischief which we did alot. We lived side by side for years and we would think up crazy stuff to do and Halloween gave us the best excuse to do some of our crazy stuff soap windows, let the air out of tires and throw water ballons at people's house's in our neighborhood. We would call each other and see which Dad had beer and cigaretts and we would drink and smoke in my back yard because my Mom worked 3-11 and Aunt Mary the night shift. On my and Corky's way to Atlanta we stopped in Mississippi to see Frankie and Dee. We always had fun together. Uncle Frank would let us drive when we was 12 and 14, all we had to do was say come on lets see if this old truck can roll. Frankie and Dee came to see Lance and I in Hawaii and we had a great visit. We drank a few to many and went swimming in the ocean after dark and didn't think about the sand sharks that came close to shore at night. Dee being the only smart one stay at home with my girls. The last time Frankie was at my house was around Christmas a couple of years ago when Aunt Mary came to spend Christmas with my Mom. We laughed about all of our pranks that we will not mention here, and had a wonderful time together. I would call him and check on him alot and Bryon would be there just hanging out with his Dad, Frankie and I talked about our grandchildren alot and they gave us joy and another reason to be mischief. I love you Frankie and will see you in Heaven. Your mischief buddy Edith
Two memories stand out for me regarding Frank: 1) We (Dee's mom & dad, my mom & dad,Frank, Dee's brother Joe & I) were all returning from Disneyland in Dad's motorhome. it was very late at night and we were all very tired. Out of all of us there, it was Frank who got up, approached my folks to ask them if they were comfortable and needed anything, a pillow, etc. He was very kiind, considerate and solicitous of others; 2) Melia (our oldest)was just a toddler sitting on the floor of the living room playing with her tea set. It was Frank out of everyone present who sat on the carpet with Melia and began playing tea party with her. These may not seem like Big Things, yet as Mother Theresa said, "Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love ..." My memory of Frank are the small things he did with "great love." LEILANI KAPELA ATWOOD (New Braunfels, TX)
Frank and I became friends when my daughter and his son started going together, and we hit it off right away.We had some good times camping and doing other things. I called him the gadget man because he had every kind of gadget you could think of, if you needed some`thing ask Frank,he had it and was always willing to let you use it,and was willing to help. Frank was a good man. I am going to miss him.God bless him. His friend Harvey Smith