Reinhard Frank

Will always remember you

Lieber Reinhard, meine Englischkenntnisse sind nicht so gut und so will ich Dir auf Deutsch einiges schreiben. Ich war erschüttert, als mein Sohn nach meiner Verzweiflung, Dich endlich doch mal wieder zu erreichen, googlete und mir dann die böse Wahrheit mitteilte. Reinhard, wie oft habe ich dich gefragt, wie ich wohl jemals von Deinem Tod erfahren sollte, wenn Du nicht mit mir darüber sprichst. Aber über den Tod sprechen, war nicht Dein Ding. Im Herbst vergangenen Jahres sprachen wir noch...

Reinhard was an old friend of my late-departed aunt, Carol Sussman. They both lived in Cambridge, saw each other frequently, and cared deeply about each other despite each one's quirks. As a result, I came to know Reinhard as well. He cooked me dinner and we ate out and talked and laughed.He was a good friend to Carol in those last very difficult days and we are grateful. Reinhard also visited my parents, Gil and Eleanor Kelman, in Connecticut and I know that they also send deep...

This is a moving obituary. Can anyone who knew Reinhard Frank confirm that he was educated at a school named The Leys in Cambridge, England, in the years immediately after World War II? If so, then this is the same Frank who was a schoolfriend of the English writer J. G. Ballard, who wrote _Empire of the Sun_.

It was in 1977, when I first met Reinhard. We both were invited to a dinner party in Cambridge, one floor above Reinhard's apartment. (I was a student at HLS.) After Reinhard found out that I was from Basel, but without knowing my name, he went downstairs to get documents issued by the administration of Basel-Stadt shortly after World War II, when Reinhard finally escaped from Germany and made it to Switzerland. Since he was minor and without parents, he came under guardianship. The...

Dear Reinhard,
We shall miss you in Kiryat Ono
shaula & Nur

Reinhard and I became very close when I was about 7, he was always like my big furry teddy bear, and I would often sit on his knee when he visited us in Montreal, and he’d tell me stories. Once I asked him what the number tattooed on his arm was, and he told me that it was his girlfriend's phone number. I thought about all this, and being of practical mind, then asked him what happened when he changed girlfriends? I don’t remember his response, but I do remember him laugh.

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Dearest Reinhard,
You shall be sorely missed by all of us.
Thank you for your great company and intelligent conversations.
I hope you are somehow reunited with your beloved sister and parents.
All my Love,
Shelley

Reinhard has been our guest in Israel every year, being my mother's cousin.
Although I saw him only once every year, he became integral part of our family and routine.
It is hard for me to find the right words to express what I feel when I think of him - a very sad moment indeed.
But... I have a feeling he reached a better place now, laughing and enjoying himself and especially taking care of himself like he did so many times to people around him.
Wishing you all the best...