Frank Russo

Frank was my doll baby when I was young, he slept with me once he figured out how to get out of his crib and I still see that cute face..I took him to Phillies games on the bus and he looked bed searching for and digging up buried treasures..i loved fishing with him at the jetty,, we once spent hours removing fishing line from a pelican..my baby brother I never thought I´d have to say goodbye and I´ll see you I know on the other side with a fishing pole in your hand..

driving his moms firebird before it was his he always had nice cars and worked very hard and did the right things with his money

His laugh. It was infectious. He was a genuine person.