Francis-Pycko Jr.-Obituary

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Francis S. Pycko Jr.

West Springfield, Massachusetts

Mar 16, 1956 – Feb 19, 2021

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BORN
March 16, 1956
DIED
February 19, 2021
LOCATION
West Springfield, Massachusetts

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Curran-Jones Funeral Home - West Springfield Obituary

 

Hockey in heaven just got a lot more interesting due to the unexpected yet peaceful passing of Francis S. Pycko, Jr.  “PIKE, Fran, Franny, Frankie” (3.16.1956-2.19.2021) on Friday, February 19, 2021 in Holyoke, Massachusetts. Francis leaves behind the love of his life,...

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Way, way, way back in time, Franky Pycko, Bobby Brown and David Bauer were the best of friends. It was back when neighborhoods were neighborhoods, people were much friendlier, and technology hadn't turned us into machines. As old men, I once talked to Frank and asked him if he thinks about the "old days." His answer was, "Bobby, ALL THE TIME !!!" Yup, McMahon School, The Purple Knights hockey, and all the memories of our blessed neighborhood. Or to quote Lennon's great Beatle tune, "There...

I know this is late but I just heard the sad news. Frank coached my at Holyoke High back in 86. He worked us hard but that´s the way the game is played. I´ll always have great memories of him, especially when he had out back to a heckling fan. That fan regretted it immediately. Lol RIP

I miss you ,My big friend.

You are truly missed my friend. May you always rest in peace. Jeff Cupka "Cup"

Sorry to hear on the passing of Frank. We were neighborhood friends from old days pass, who enjoyed playing after school and weekend hockey on Ducks Pond, the Res, and finally at Fitzpatrick Arena. A free spirited, talented and dedicated guy in many respects. Rest in Peace, and my sympathy and regrets to his entire family and friends.

In the old neighborhood, Frank and I were "best" friends through elementary school. In fact, David Bauer, Frank and I formed a trio, and our bond was tight. Yes, our best memories came when we were three feet tall. Later in life I saw Frank and asked him if he thinks about the old days. He said, "Bobby, I think about them all the time." So long my friend. Bobby Brown

Lyndsey
I'm loss for words. Sending our condolences on your loss.

Joan and Al Bethea

Pike. Thanks for being my true friend. Fond memories always, many God bless your soul.

Going to miss you
Love ya Cuz