Frank Smith

To all Paco's family, we will all miss him. He and my FIL, Bill Brown, enjoyed so much time together over the years and Ole Dad always delighted in sharing their visits. And the wonderful picture at the bay with Paco brings back so many memories. Paco was a true gentleman and left the world a better place with footprints in the hearts of many.

Spending time with Frank over gumbo @ 99yrs old certainly tops the list of wonderful and unforgettable memories. Although interactions over the years were sporadic and often all too brief, the moments themselves were always awe inspiring and endearing. What a blessing it was to have been in Frank's sphere if influence during his walk in this realm. I cherish the faith in Hope that Frank now resides peacefully the heavenly place where breezes eternally fill the sails and gumbo is on...

Good journey Frank!! You were a dear friend to us all, your adventures are legend! Thank you for always doing the right thing for Houston, our green environment and as a result, the people of Houston. You flew, you paddled and climbed to a wonderful height in life. You will be remembered with much love and admiration.

Thanks Mr. Smith for a lifetime of great memories. In over 60 years of knowing you and your family, I don't think there was even a single time when you failed to take time to smile, to listen closely, or to tell a great story. Williams, Cal Tech, Rice, NASA, flying, Save the Bayou and sailing at the Bay - all such great legacies. Thank you and God bless. Doug Johnston, Jr.

My deepest condolences to the Smith family. We are so sorry to hear of your loss. We are thinking of you at this difficult time. Laura & Rob Dale

Rest in peace, Paco! You had an incredible life and Carlos, Haden, Peter, Isabel and I will always remember you fondly. You will be greatly missed. Love, Homa

You taught me take only pictures and leave only footprints, and to follow in your steps is a tall order. I go along this trace, and with each stride, the many images remain. Stillness is in my heart but not despair for I hear you call from afar. Your voice engages my imagination, and I hasten on the trail. The impressions on the path ascend past the glade and water and above the shrouded clouds, where you rest, there is peace.