Birth date: Nov 30, 1916 Death date: Jun 7, 2013
Frank M. McLaughlin, age 96, of Lewes, DE passed away on Friday, June 7, 2013 at the Delaware Hospice Center in Milford, DE. He was born November 30, 1916 on Thanksgiving Day in Brooklyn, NY, son of the late Frank and Ada (Lund) M Read Obituary
I still remember that single time I had a chance to talk to Mr Frank McLaughlin. He was my future husband's gandfather and I wanted to give a good impression. I found Mr McLaughlin was a kind man and he had a lot of stories about the war and the newspapers in NY. I really would have wanted to talk to him again. This news was sad for me and I prayed for his soul. I don't know why I didn't sign this guestbook before, however he and his family were in my thoughts.
I would like to thank everyone who showed up yesterday. "Showing up", that's an interesting phrase. It's more than physically being there. You sent a card. You shared a pleasant thought. you helped us through what could have been a really rough day.
Kudos to the funeral home, reverend, and the honor guard are also in order.,
I too remember Frank's love of pets, including Tuffy the cat and Lady the dog-both appropriately named.
I also remember the beautiful Christmas photos he took of my family for many years. He had a lot of patience to pose 3 children.
Frank, Edith and Ellen had what I called the fun home. They had a pool during the summer and lots of fun games I played with Ellen all year long.
I have many happpy memories to be thankful for.
Frank was such a wonderful man! Our family moved next door to Frank and Edith around 1985 and they were truly the best neighbors and such caring, thoughtful and fun people. Frank loved our dog Sheldon and I remember one time being home and I heard the door open, some conversation with someone, and then before I knew it, Frank had hooked a leash on Sheldon and was out taking him for a walk in the neighborhood. That was always such a fun memory and shows his good heart.
My grandpop had an amazing gift with animals. Throughout his whole life, he'd always have an animal around him and that is what I liked best about him. At times, he would be gruff and hard to deal with, but he always cared for, loved, and spoiled his animals. He would have some of the meanest pets at times, like Bridgette(Dog), Tagalong(Cat), and Friday(Cat); but they always loved him and treated him better than anyone else. He would have cats that would visit him on his back porch in Delaware, like Tagalong, who would was his special guest for years, and other ones like Lightfoot and Matilda, and the neighborhood dogs would all like to come over and visit him too. He taught me to embrace and love animals from an early age; I mean I was still in diapers and I was playing with Quincy from across the street. I inherited a lot of traits from my grandfather, but the one I like most is my gift with animals; something I surely got from him. I'll miss you Grandpop, but I think you are probably having a nice reunion up in heaven.
