One or other must leave, one or the other must stay,
one or the other must grieve, that is forever the way.
That is the vow that was sworn, faithful ‘til death do us part.
Braving what has to be borne, widening the ache in the heart.
One how so ever adored, first must be summoned away.
That is the will of the Lord- one or the other must stay!
Frank leaves a legacy of love and integrity with his family and those who knew him. He has left behind wonderful memories of a loving husband, grandfather, and father. We are grateful for each and every day we got to see his glowing smile, and for the lessons learned and all the jokes we shared.
Francis Richard Howell was born in Saugerties, New York on April 7, 1923. He left high School early to join the Marines in 1943, and served bravely in the Island Hopping Campaign in the Pacific Theater.
It was this ruddy faced leather-neck that I first met, when Frank was discharged and returned to Kingston in 1945. Somehow that is the way I always see him; bursting with energy and always with a bit of mischief in his eyes. Though Frank was never one to tell war stories, he was very proud of his service and loyal to his country. This is a value he instilled in all of our children as well.
Following our week long courtship and court house wedding, and while our family was starting to grow, Frank enrolled at the University of New York, Rockdale to study law. During his college days he was also a State Champion wrestler. Although he never ended up with a Law degree, Frank has been a school teacher, a State Trooper and President of the New York State Trooper Association.
More importantly, Frank has been a devoted, patient and somewhat unpredictable husband, a Boy Scout Troop Leader, a tireless Little League Coach, steadfast fan of ballet recitals and school plays, and eventually a very proud grandfather.
Frank set an exemplary example as a husband, father and grandfather. He was spiritually strong and compassionate, and had a clever sense of humor. Above all, he loved and cherished his family and friends.
We will miss him more than words can express. We love you. Semper Fi, Be at peace.
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