Frank C. DeSaix

I knew Frank when he ran the Asheville Zoo ('72, '73?). My Mom (a Librarian) and he were good friends. I was maybe 12 ans and worked at the park doing whatever odd jobs let me be near the animals. What I remember most was building a 15' wall from the the broken concrete of the old swimming pool to backdrop the deer enclosure and that I got to take the orphaned Lion cub Bawana home some nights when he was too young to be left alone. This didn't turn into a life work for me but I've never not...

I was very sorry to learn of Frank´s passing. I knew him in Asheville and recently bought two of his children´s books.

I just Googled and found this info. I'm sorry I didn't reconnect with Frank, he was my classical guitar teacher 1969-70 at the East Africa Conservatoire of Music in Nairobi. I was 13 years old and he got me started on joyous journey of music. He also house sat while my parents were out of town, looking after my sister Sarah and I, for a short time. I remember we thought he was cool, because he didn't make us eat our vegetables! I was reminded of knowing Frank at that time because my sister...

I was about 10years old, living in Kenya around 1970 having moved there from England with my family.
Frank was my guitar teacher for a period. I remember walking around his house showing me his reptile collection in which he clearly took great pride. I remember he showed me the book which had his snake listed.
He also took me for a spin in his old Rover car once.
He managed to get me as far as second place in the Kenya National Music Festival.
It seems like a long time ago....

I was close to Frank during his days in Kenya. I will always remember the first time I saw him, on his motorcycle with a boa around his waist! I tried to find him before with no success. This time when I googled him I learned that he had died. I am so sorry I never found him again while he was alive.
So many memories from Watamu Bay and from the Kenyan bush.
Kathleen Burke Dillon

Frank was my big brother and he looked after me for all his years, being I am his only sister. He has been living in an assisted living facility for the past 5 years or more in Carrboro, NC. Frank was diagnosed with Advanced Pancreatic Cancer two and one-half weeks before he died. I visited Frank on Saturday the 4th of February and on Sunday the 5th. He looked at me as I entered his room and called to me as in disbelief. We held hands each moment we were together. On Saturday Frank...