Frank R. Tiscareno

I remember the good times in England with you Frank. You introduced me to the theatre, we had so much fun, and you asked me to come to the USA. I will never forget you. A kind respected man. A rarity now and then but you always saw the good in people xxx

Uncle Ponch,

You are missed and thought of every day by all of your family. Now that my son Joe is getting into law enforcement there are so many times we wish we could get your advice. All your neices and nephews and their children have such wonderful, happy memories of you. They still have the little army tanks, army helmets and canteens (and machetes) that you gave them. We will cherish your gifts and your love the rest of our lives.

Love, Little Chinese Girl...

Dear Uncle Ponch,

Do you know what a thrill it was for me when I was a little girl and you would pull up in front of my grandma's house in your police car?

Do you know how much it meant to me the time you called me at work just to tell me how proud you were of me?

Do you know how much it meant to your nieces and nephews when you would show up for the holidays, engagement parties, weddings, and all the other important milestones in our lives?
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