Godspeed Uncle Frank

Uncle Frank loved breakfast.  When learning of his liver cancer, one of his first demands was that he be removed from his sodium restricted diet.  He only had a couple of weeks of breakfasts left, and he was going to have salt on his eggs.  With bacon.  And sausage.  This was non-negotiable.

When I wrote this post about him a couple of weeks ago, I mentioned that I hoped to be able to talk Super Tuesday results with him as a goal.  This is not to be.  Uncle Frank passed in the early hours of this morning.

On the upside, he’s having the best breakfast ever this morning. With salt. And bacon. And sausage. And anything else he wants.

He will be missed by many.


  1. John Vestal says:

    Very sorry to hear, Charlie. The earlier post was a wonderful and moving read. Thoughts to you and your famaily and all of your Uncle Frank’s friends.

  2. Bluegoose says:

    Charlie, Thank you for sharing a glimpse of Uncle Frank. A special gentleman to be sure.

  3. Dave Bearse says:

    So sorry for the loss. The example he set for you is guiding you to become among those whose shoulders upon which the future will stand.

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