There are so many memories from growing up as the Bullock Sisters' neighbors. I remember how smart he was playing games; he could always figure out the answers to the puzzle games so quickly. He was such a hard worker and taught his daughters the same; a good provider. Perhaps because I was closest to Tami, I remember how much Tami loved him. She adored him and he felt the same for her. It was fun being neighbors and growing up together as we passed through sometimes awkward rites of passage. 
As a believer, we have the blessed hope of seeing him again, of knowing he rests in peace until our Father returns for him. My prayers are with all of you as you mourn his loss and wait for that blessed morning. So thankful for all the memories. Lovingly, Dawn

My father Frank Bullock took his last breath...July 13 2015...he was surrounded by his daughters..grandchildren and great grandchildren. He loved his family.loved special times with the family...he enjoyed his grandchildren and great grandchildren...he enjoyed spending time outside..he loved flowers. He spent a lot of time reading his Bible.

Daddy I miss you so much..but I know your not hurting anymore..I made a promise to see you again in Heaven..I will see you again daddy. I miss you and love you daddy. Until we meet again.