Wednesday, May 3, 2017
Much like our parents, Fred and Pam, Frances - named after our paternal grandmother - was a born and accomplished athlete. When she ran she looked, for all the world, like a gazelle. She had boundless energy as a little girl - so much so that one morning our dad found her sleeping in the garage - Fran would talk, giggle and walk in her sleep. Her beautiful body was made fragile over the years, yet her spirit, mind and heart remained open, strong and brilliant to the end of her earthly road. Please say a soft prayer for my devoted and courageous family, and one as well for my baby sister, our sweet Frannie, as she goes home. Truly and Ever grateful.