Kathy
One of my first memories of Mr. Frank was my school bus driver on Bus #2 in the 1960s. He was a tall, scary man to us kids- especially when he walked down the bus aisle towards you. He was so tall he had to hunch over and he wasn't talkative like he was a no- nonsense kind of man. One time he held out his hand to me as I got on the bus and I was scared to think what I had done, but he had found a small change purse of mine under a bus seat, and was just returning it! Later in life I came to know his dry sense of humor and his fun side pretty well. My thoughts and prayers are with all of the family. He was a caring man and will be missed.
- Kathy Bly
