May God bless you and your...
So lovely to see your face again. Thinking about you today...oxoxoxo
Deborah
May 14, 2024 | Friend
San Francisco, California
1944 - 2020
Dr. Jerome Alvin Franz
January 8, 1944 - May 13, 2020
Dr. Jerome Franz passed away Wednesday, May 13th from complications related to atypical Parkinson's at Coming Home Hospice in San Francisco. He was 76.He was born January 8, 1944 in Indianapolis, Indiana to Joseph and Norma Franz. He was...Read MoreSo lovely to see your face again. Thinking about you today...oxoxoxo
Deborah
May 14, 2024 | Friend
You were a great doctor, Dr. Franz. We need more like you!
Michelle Cole
May 15, 2023
Thinking of what a lovely, multi-talented man he was. Who knew a doc could be a set maker for his talented wife, and a chef and fabulous host. One of a kind.
Deborah
May 14, 2023
Rest in Peace, Dear Jerry. I was your apartment mate on Eddy Street in Ithaca, senior year at Cornell. Your life, it seems, was a grace to many.
Walter Alexander
March 13, 2022
Dr. Franz: You were a great doctor - with a huge heart! One of the best. R.I.P.
Michelle Cole
May 17, 2021 | Acquaintance
I had him as a patient in 2004 he was the only doctor that knew I was having an anxiety attack. Sending my love & condolences to his family.
Tanya Carolyn Holstun
December 14, 2020
He was a very good doctor got to see him in 2004 he told my mom I was having an anxiety attack. Sending my love and condolences to his family.
Tanya Carolyn Holstun
December 14, 2020
I'm a former patient of Dr. Franz, and knew him from the days when he practiced medicine on Army/Cesar Chavez st..at Golden Gate Medical Group..a total throwback to the old days of the GP..a great guy with a wicked sense of humor..i started with Dr. Franz in 1984, when i had long red hair, and he had jet black..a great great man, and i'm truly sorry to hear this..One memory i have is that Dr. Franz saved my foot from being amputated as i had a botched surgery and went to see Dr. Franz who...
Dana DeSimone
July 10, 2020 | Acquaintance
So many memories of Jerry and his winsome smile as he knocked and entered the examining room where he saw me for twenty years as his trusting patient; as he set up the barbecue for the annual Toilet Bowl that Matt and Michael (and many others) held every year on Superbowl Sunday in Rossi Park in San Francisco; as he rode up with his bicycle gang on their weekly Sunday jaunt, so lithe and fit; as we would run into each at the oddest moments, almost as the yarrow sticks of the I Ching would...
Eric Noble
May 28, 2020 | Friend