Frank Rego

When working with Dad (Mr. Rego) in Woods Hole we had a lot of laughs. He always would tell us to be not be so quick in writing parking tickets. He would sit in the police box and smile and greet passerby´s. After all he was the Mayor of Woods Hole. Believe it or not he was quite mischievous. --- I miss him dearly.

Dad, I miss you everyday. You were such a positive and loving man who, along with Miss Donahue, looked after me for so many years. I love you both and think of you often.

Grandpa, I miss you. You were such a kind and wonderful man. You left an impact on your community, and touched the lives of many people. My family is eternally grateful for your generosity you have expressed through the years. You will be missed. You lived a long and honorable life. You are in a better place now with your loving wife. Rest in peace. Love Your Granddaughter/God Daughter, Kristina Frances Morgan

Grampie,
I am so sad to think that you are no longer here with us, but I know you will be looking down on us always! You lived a long life and I will forever be grateful for all the memories I have with you and Grandma Alberta.
I'm sure she is happy to be with you again.
I will love you and miss you always,
Stephanie

Mr. Rego was my dad's Scout Leader, and he was my bus driver. He was the best! I remember him passing out Tootsie Pops, and Oranges, and always think of him when I smell a pipe. God bless him

Dad;
I am going to miss you. You have left me with so many good memories. I will always be grateful for the time and the patience that you spent with me to help me to grow as a human being. You were always there for me. Your love that you shared so freely taught me how a person should live his life. I know you were greeted by Jesus and I can see your big smile.
Your loving son;
Mitch

My mother and I both rode his school bus as children. I served with him as a police officer in Woods Hole in 1971 and 1972 where he was know as the "Mayor of Woods Hole." My sympathies to the family.

Warm Summer Sun

Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.

By Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
The Poetry Foundation