Richard "Dick" Frost

Hi Folks,

Denise, Marsha, Helene, Tim,
When I think of Uncle Dick I remember camping at Keoka, sand in my eye, blankets all in a row, movies on a sheet, beans, ya beans, ya in the crock and sold at the family reunion all proceeds to go towards the next one. Oh, and the huge bottle of champagne at the Dominos in New York, got a little rainy and then, oh ya, the pool, before and after, eek that was funny. It was hard to count the gallons as they went by so quickly. Good thing my tent...

Dearest Cousins : I am very sorry for the loss of your special dad "Uncle Dick", as I, brother and sister called him. Though I never got to visit with him much over the years, when I did it was a treat...as he was a very special man. Funny, witty and just a nice man he was. And I heard he was a good cook in addition to a great father and worker. In my mind he was "cool", like Steve McQueen. Rest in peace "UNCLE DICK" as you join your beloved wife Aunt Jeannine. Nephew Steve.