Franklin Galambos

I just came across this post as we were talking about my family's business which Frank worked at with my dad Fred and my mom Iris in the graphic and printing business in Philadelphia before going into the service and then came back afterwards. I had such fond memories of him. He was so talented and my folks loved him.

I just ran across this news after buying my 9th Galambos piece. I bought my first as a young girl in the 1970s, living in Akron Ohio.
My collection has grown and followed me wherever I moved, and my now 40 year old daughter is continuing this path, having just bought a 1973 piece titled Two Cedars. His works make me feel peaceful, happy and hopeful. Im sorry to hear that hes gone; we were lucky to have him and his beautiful talent.

Billy and I will forever admire your gift in our hearts as we look upon your incredible pieces we are blessed to have within our home. We wished we could have spent time again with you and Leslie but you will forever remain loved within our memories...

Franks sensitive nature was undeniably one of a kind. This sensitivity allowed him to see what others did not, transfer his observations to paper, and thereby imprint in history our disappearing landscapes. As his hands relayed the observed messages one can only imagine the intensity and tenacity he experienced to transcribe the information correctly. These emotions show in the landscapes, eyes of animals, hands of children and aged individuals, dilapidated shacks, fragmented clouds, the...

So sorry to learn of Frank's passing. We were friends at Shenandoah and later Blue Mountain. He also served as a groomsman at my wedding.Deepest condolences, Leslie. Rest in peace, my friend.


Lew Jackson

Frank - You were one of a kind. Leslie, so sorry for your loss. We will never forget Frank, especially since I see Frank's "Moonlight Lane" every day of my life which brings back so many memories. Leslie, may your happy memories bring you peace.

Spending an afternoon with him and his wife was one of my best memories.
Having fallen in love with his Oley Valley Sunrise in a gallery in Baltimore. I tracked him down to ask where I could see more of his work and he invited me to his studio. To this day I wish I had been able to afford a work called "Corn Husk".
My husband and I have five of his etchings and delight in them every day.
Many hugs to his family. Tory