Charlene Moss
It has taken me awhile to decide what to say about such a beloved man, father, uncle, husband. I loved my Uncle Frank and have so many fond memories of times with him and Aunt Esther. Every fall season I think of Uncle Frank when I place my wooden pumpkin and ghost decorations in the front yard that he crafted by hand. I'm so grateful that I have those items. And then the picture of him in the service in WW2 posted on the lamppost in Pgh. Even after I moved to Virginia, my husband, Pete and I were very lucky to see them when they passed through on their way to Florida. What wonderful visits. I miss him dearly. With prayers, Charlene and Pete Moss