Richard Frost

In 1976 or 77 when I was 17 maybe 18 I was hired by a guy named Bob Whipple to do some welding on a tugboat named the "Captain Jack". A man in a suit,long overcoat and a fedora type hat came by one day while I was welding padeyes to hang tires from for fenders, and informed me that I was placing them in the wrong position. He told me where they belonged then left. As I started marking the new "correct" location Bob whipple came back and "recorrected" back to the original location. This...

To quote Captain Ronald Charlesworth, or at least paraphrase, I am glad that this forum exists ... so that I can express my deepest condolences to the entire family at this time of most extreme loss. Although I did not know Mr. Frost well at all, what I did know very well is how much his family loved and cared for him and that speaks volumes for that man's character. Again, my most sincere condolences for your loss to the entire Charlesworth and Frost family for the departure of your loved...

I am glad that this forum exists because it gives me the opportunity to express my thoughts and rememberances of a man who had a profound influence on me throughout my adult life.

I first met Richard Leo "Jack" Frost over 50 years ago when I was 20 years old and started dating his daughter Deanna
A few years later I started working at Red Stack Towboat Company where he was a tug captain and ships pilot, I was soon assigned to his crew and that was the start of an extremely...

My uncle Dick was indeed a "self-made" man. My mother, Irene, was two years old when he was born. She loved Christmas and would relate her best Christmas ever (at age 6) when she got a popular doll and buggy and Dick got his Porter Brothers saddle (my cousin Dallas' children were given the saddle by Uncle Dick). His first wife, Gurtha, and his wife Magdalena always treated our family with respect. One of my favorite stories of Uncle Dick came from his autobiography, when he got crosswise...

My Father, Richard Leo Frost passed away on October 22, 2011 at age 91. My Dad meant the world to me. He was a Pearl Harbor survivor and had been on the Battleship Tennessee December 7, 1941 then in the South Pacific after which he was stationed in San Francisco at Hunters Point Naval Shipyard where we lived until he was discharged after eight years of service. Dad worked for Red Stack Tugboat Company as a Tug Captain and sometimes took me for a ride with him. He later became a Ship Pilot...

We should all be proud to have known a person like Dick. An original Cowboy, Pearl Harbor survivor, successful businessman, and philanthropist. A person that made a difference. I wish I had known him better. Barney Sullivan (San Diego Ca.)

Cowboy, Pearl Harbor survivor, tugboat captain, businessman...he was an amazing man. He and Magdalena were kind and generous to me, and I will always love them both.