When Pat shared the news with me this morning, I felt my heart break. I remember Frank, the oldest of my 4 Country cousins, as a baby lying in my father’s lap in his onesie just hanging out. Frank was loved & adored by all of his 4 City cousins. When we were kids, we all ran together & got into lots of trouble when we visited. Frank was the leader. I hurt so for all the pain Frank suffered over the loss of his son, Shawn. The darkness overwhelmed him & took him out. May the Angels help him rise up to find God’s loving grace & take him home. I want to send my prayers to Sandra & to Jessica & Kylee & my love to Pat & Tracy. Frank can now hang out with his Dad & Mom & Shawn & Jimmy.
Godspeed.
