FRANK MORRONE

Dear Marilyn,

What wonderful memories we have of our stays on Hassalo. Frank was always running around in his dark blue plumbing "suit" and heavy duty boots tending to anything that needed fixing. While his driving skills were rather frightening, he tackled everything with a "can-do" attitude and was always friendly and willing to help everyone. He reminded me of Dad (Uncle Don) in how he was able to fix things with what he had on hand - rusty nails were never discarded if they were...

Frank was the "handyman" when I started with the City's Sewer Maintenance Section in 1975. He called me "Frankie-Boy" My name is Frank, as well. He was a very nice man with an outrageous sense of humor. He seemed to do what he wanted...I was never sure what that was. All I knew was
if I needed something, he could get it. He sponsered me and few others into the Eagles club. What a night that was! Most of us had to work the next day! Frank had an unusual laugh. His laugh alone could make a...

So sorry to hear about Frank. My thoughts are with u and the family.

I'm so sad to now learn about Frank. He was a fine happy and loving man. He work along side of my dad at the city sewer dept. In fact right now I am looking at his senior class picture of Lincoln High school as my parents went to school with him. As I hired on the city sewer crew I had been in Franks basement.He always called me Genie as my name is Gene. My heartfelt condolences go out to his family. God Bless.

Thank YOU for your service and for keeping our Country free. Wish we had other individuals who loved and cared enough for our Country to serve to keep our FREEDOM!!!