Frank W. Davis
May 13, 1918 - July 31, 2012
Obituary
Frank W. Davis
Frank W. Davis passed away peacefully on July 31, 2012 on Vashon Island, Washington. Frank was born on May 13, 1918 to Carl and Mabel Davis, and spent his growing years in Seattle, graduating from Highline High School.
He served in the 607th Tank Destroyer Battalion during WWII. He married Peg Yeoman in 1943, and they made their home near Renton, WA. He worked for the University of Washington as Construction Coordinator for South Campus. Upon retirement, Frank enjoyed woodworking, painting, spending time with his family and friends, along with community service on Vashon Island. He valued his remembrances of WWII in three scrapbooks carefully documenting the time spent in the European Field under General Patton.
Frank was preceded in death by his wife Peg, and is survived by his children Judy Whipple (Chipps), Robert Davis, and Joan Davis, along with granddaughters Tegan Horan (Ben Wanlass), Sadie Whipple Johnson (Brian), Bailey Whipple, and Erin Horan. Services will be private. We will miss his tender heart, and compassionate spirit.
You will always be in my heart Dad.
We will always feel the loss but there’s comfort in the warmth of our memories. I’m so thankful for the dad I had and know you feel the same way. Haven’t we been blessed?!
The Over-the-hill gang was one of a kind because Frank was part of it. You will be missed. Your art and kind spirit will long be remembered. Sally
Blessings Uncle Frank! You were a kind inspiration! One of my fondest memories is you playing the “bones”, and I loved your big garden bed of Hypericum.
Love to the Davis family. He must have been a great man to raise such a sweet daughter, Judy. My prayers are with you.
I met Frank through my neighbor, Judy, and so enjoyed attending his 90th birthday. He will be missed.
A man of character, a veteran and a family man of strong values. He will be missed as his contributions were many. Blessings to Judy, Bob, and Joan and all who loved him. Nancy Rivetts
What an incredible man! May all your wonderful memories of Frank ease the pain of losing him on this earth.
Jude,
You know my thoughts are with you & all your family. It’s a sad, but peaceful time. Share & enjoy your memories – -that keeps his spirit alive!
Love to you, my dear friend.
Rest well Frank, it was a pleasure to meet you and know one from the great generation, you did well.
You will always be remembered as an inspirational and honorable man, Papa. Your kind heart and love for Grandma, our family, our country, and art will live among us forever. We love you, and miss you very much.
Joan and the Davis gang, grandkids, et al,
So sad to hear of your father’s passing. Joan you took such good care of him. He was an amazing GUY in so many ways. He got things done and carried on. Not a bad legacy to live with. Love to your family at this time of transition. George loved meeting him and hearing about WWII.
Frank rolled with the punches and kept an open mind,not a bad prescription for life. Of course it didn’t hurt to be handy with carving tools and scissors when the time called for it. He was always an Artist at heart.
A life well lived.You should all be proud. I am just lucky to have know him a bit.
Love,
Roxanne
My life has been truly enriched because I had the privilege of spending some precious moments with Frank. While our encounters have only been in the last 3 years, they were very meaningful…Listening to his life stories, music, bird watching, reviewing his carvings and the stories behind them and pondering over future projects.
I always left with a smile on my face and a heart filled with gratitude for the pieces of his precious life that he was kind enough to share.
My favorite memories were sitting in the calm of his presence, reading his poetry and discovering what a treasure of a man you had in your Father & Papa.
Having known Frank for only a few years now, I was impressed that he always had a smile on his face and he was so pleasant. I believe Frank chose to be happy. That is a very powerful lesson. Frank was a real kind soul. He loved working with wood and always had a carving project in mind. It was evident he really enjoyed life. It was a true pleasure to get to know him.
Dear Friend Joan and Family, Thanks for the opportunity to spend time sharing the company and experience with your wonderful father Frank. His posture, full attention, and total recall of his life experiences created an atmosphere of sensing the events and observations with him. His grasp of building, repairing, creating–both with practicality and detailing–revealed a depth of character that is rare. I respected his sincerity. It is true that we can know the value of someone’s life by his/her works. His family represents a valuable product of his works.
I will miss so many joys in his absence, but my memory bank has increased in value.
Dear Judy ,
We were so sorry to hear about your dad.
He sure lived a good, lomg life. I am so glad that we were able to meet him, if even for a short time.
All our love…
Bill and Nan
Judy and family,
This poem is one that has meant a lot to me over the years. May your memories bring you comfort and keep Frank close in your hearts.
“The tide recedes but leaves behind
bright seashells on the sand,
The sun goes down, but gentle warmth
still lingers on the land,
The music stops, and yet it echoes on
in sweet refrains…
For every joy that passes,
something beautiful remains.”