Frances McVeigh

To the McVeigh Family,
My condolences. To the family. Aunt Fran was a warm soul from what I remember. My brotherJeffrey also passed recently on August 25, 2015 he was 54.
MAY THE ROAD RISE UP
. TO MEET YOU
MAY THE WIND ALWAYS BE
. AT YOUR BACK
MAY THE SUN SHINE WARM
. UPON YOUR FACE
. AND THE RAINS FALL SOFT
. UPON YOUR FIELDS
AND UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
MAY GOD HOLD YOU IN THE
. PALM OF...

I remember Frances from many years ago at the M&M. My dad was a sports reporter for the INS and the M&M was where he and his cronies would meet before 49er games at Kezar. I was just a kid (65 years ago) but I remember particularly Frances sometimes there on Sunday with hard boiled eggs or some other 'treat.' I knew she liked kids because she was always nice to me and my brother.

Condolences to the McVeigh family. Your mom was memorable.

I remember being struck by her beauty and graciousness when we first met. At every occasion, it was apparent how much she was loved by members and friends of the family. She will be greatly missed.

To all the McVeigh Family;
During the past 37 years I have worked with the St. Peter's Alumni. Fran has been a very faithful member of this supportive group who have enabled St.Peter's to continue quality Catholic education in the Mission. The staff and students at St. Peter's pray in gratitude for all her support. We ask God to give her the fullness of peace. Mass is offered for her and all of you her very special loved ones.

.Fond memories of a very fine woman. My sincere condolences, and God's gift of peace

John J. Griffin Jr

Dear McVeigh family,
I am very sorry for your loss. You may not remember me, or my family, but we were neighbors and schoolmates for a time at St. Veronica's.
I wanted to share a very fond memory of your mother, and your father, that touched our family at a time of great loss.
When my mother died in 1963 in a car accident, your father, Al, quietly and generously gave my father a car. It was a Desoto, had a little rust here and there, but my uncle remarked to my father, "John, it...