Darrel Kent Franklin

My condolences to Ann and family of Darrel

Alway enjoyed visiting with him when he always brought some of his very good peanut brittle to the voting places when I was working over the years. Always had a good tale. He will be missed along with all his baking.

Still to this day, every time I see a cherry cream pie, I think of Bubba (Darrel). He and I spent many nights at work sharing Ann´s famous pie. And I cannot tell you how many bags of peanut brittle he gave me and it was always perfect!
I once told Bubba, that when he dies I am going to speak to the pope and suggest making Bubba a saint. Then I told him, it would make it much easier if he was a Catholic, and that always set him off. He always called me `Katlic". Coming from him was always an honor.
I loved this grumpy old man and wish I could have spent more time arguing with him.