ForeverMissed
"Life is beautiful! Don't worry, just be happy"
Frank used to say this to his oldest daughter Jenn.
He definitely lived for the moment and in the NOW.
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Francis (Frank)Gorman Gleason, Jr. 61 years old, born on April 24, 1959, and passed away on February 16, 2021. We will remember him forever
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Obit From The Daily Breeze

Although no longer together as  a couple, Frank and I remained very close friends the past 2 years. We spent 8 glorious years together from 2010 - 2018. He will always have a cherished place in my heart and will live on in the hundreds of photos in our FB albums. I am a better person as a result.

Frank was one of the first in my life to support me mentally, emotionally and intellectually. He showed me what true unconditional love is all about. He was my biggest cheerleader. We were both Myers Briggs INFP and understood each other completely. 

My heart breaks for his daughters Astrid, Sarah, Jenn, son Franko, his 91 year old mom Marcella, his 6 sisters, and  three grandchildren that he leaves behind, not to mention all his UCLA buddies and friends.
Posted by Roy Gavit on February 23, 2021
I worked with Frank for over 15 years, sometimes talking to him 10-15 times a day. He never showed a minute of negativity. Even when things got tough at work and he knew he couldn't fix it, he still tried to lift my spirits. He was a great golfer and passionately followed the game. We traveled to the Masters in Augusta, Ga. together. It was a trip we talked about for years. I have on my desk a mug he brought me from The Old Course at St Andrews.  I will miss you Frank. May you rest in peace.......Your friend Roy
Posted by Gail Levine on February 22, 2021
Frank, tomorrow marks a week since you transitioned, yet I feel like its all been a bad dream and am I living in suspended reality. Our relationship was a wonderful fairy tale for 8 amazing years. I keep sending texts to your phone hoping that you will answer, but I know that you can't. So many parts of our lives were intertwined. FB memories of the fun we shared come up daily. I don't even know where to start. My only hope is that you are now living pain free and are able to truly soar and live your best heavenly life.
Posted by Chris Wolfeagle on February 22, 2021
I will always have fond memories of Frank and Gail doing the monster mash video. Priceless!

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Posted by Roy Gavit on February 23, 2021
I worked with Frank for over 15 years, sometimes talking to him 10-15 times a day. He never showed a minute of negativity. Even when things got tough at work and he knew he couldn't fix it, he still tried to lift my spirits. He was a great golfer and passionately followed the game. We traveled to the Masters in Augusta, Ga. together. It was a trip we talked about for years. I have on my desk a mug he brought me from The Old Course at St Andrews.  I will miss you Frank. May you rest in peace.......Your friend Roy
Posted by Gail Levine on February 22, 2021
Frank, tomorrow marks a week since you transitioned, yet I feel like its all been a bad dream and am I living in suspended reality. Our relationship was a wonderful fairy tale for 8 amazing years. I keep sending texts to your phone hoping that you will answer, but I know that you can't. So many parts of our lives were intertwined. FB memories of the fun we shared come up daily. I don't even know where to start. My only hope is that you are now living pain free and are able to truly soar and live your best heavenly life.
Posted by Chris Wolfeagle on February 22, 2021
I will always have fond memories of Frank and Gail doing the monster mash video. Priceless!
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Obit as published in The Daily Breeze

Daily Breeze Obituary - Feb 28, 2021

Frank Gleason Jr., born on April 24, 1959, passed away on February 16, 2021.


He is survived by his children and their spouses, Jennifer and Ronny, Frank and Jaime, Sarah and Rudy, Astrid and Tommy; grandchildren, Rileigh, Sasha and Saor; mother, Marcella; and sisters, Abby, Julia, Molly, Stacey, Bridget, and Miriam; as well as nieces and nephews, aunts, and cousins.

He is mourned by long-standing friends and colleagues at MK Diamond. Frank found strength and solace in his Catholic faith and will be missed by his fellow congregants at St. Lawrence Martyr.  He joins his deceased father, Frank Gleason Sr., in Heaven. Frank didn't have it easy (or had it really good, depending on how you look at it!) growing up the oldest son followed by 6 sisters.

Frank and his mother, Marcella, had a special bond, one that can only be imagined and truly appreciated by mothers and sons. They remained close for his entire life and provided comfort and support to each other during the difficult times, as well as the joyful ones. His relationships with his sisters cannot be easily characterized in a few words; he had special nicknames that don't bear remembering although we do, refreshing our connection at each family gathering.

What is a life well lived? Frank was an accomplished golfer who played for UCLA during college and, until recent years, enjoyed the game as a scratch golfer on courses around the country. When his kids were in school, he refereed volleyball and soccer and participated in their lives as a father and a friend.

He was an aficionado of "Columbo", "Law and Order", and all things sports. He enjoyed Broadway shows and was an avid reader of spy and thriller novels. Most of all, he delighted in his family and grandchildren. His nieces and nephews will long treasure the family reunion trip to Las Vegas that their Uncle Frank organized to celebrate his 50th birthday, on a chartered bus that included rounds of Bingo, and cotton candy and dollar bills as prizes.

Frank was fiercely independent and chose to live on his own terms. We trust that Frank knew that he was surrounded by love and care at the very end, when his family and friends were absent at his side, but not in his heart.

Rest In Peace.
-With love and respect from Frank's sisters

Memories Posted on FB

Perry Wheelock                                                                                                                   
Frank and I first met in 1978 in the dorms at UCLA. Over the 40 plus years since, he and I have shared many a wonderful memory and laughed many more times than I can count. When we were going through our toughest times, we were only a phone call away... sometimes daily. While guys don't often say this to one another - and he's the only one I've said it to - we got in the habit of saying "I love you" when we'd be going our separate ways after a trip to SoCal or someplace else. Our friends used to call Frank, our friend John and myself the three legged barstool since we would always do things together for the past 40 years. While I'll miss my friend dearly, I was heartened by the reminder from my friend Diane that he is now free to howl at the moon forever. RIP Frank                                       
Anne Yenny
RIP Frank Gleason. You were loved and you will be missed.
Mitchell Young
Words cannot convey my sorrow. Like Perry, I met Frank in ‘78. He fit in with us like a glove. Seeing him, John Yenny, Brian Delahaut and Perry in the years after college, was a tonic. It was as if no time had passed at all. So many great memories to cherish. Frank was a kind soul. There are not enough like him in this world. He was also a man of strong faith. I know exactly where he is, and that gives me comfort. Rest In Peace old friend. God willing, I will get the chance to see you again.
Terri Oates
Frank never hesitated to say “ I love you” to his close friends. Frank was my dear friend for the last 10 plus years and I know he cherished his college friendships and golf outings so much. I heard many “Perry” stories from him. Frank will be deeply missed. He was a man of faith and believe he is free and healed now. 
ConnorDougherty                                                                                                             
He had a unique ability to singlehandedly fill a room with laughter. I feel so fortunate to have been able to spend the slivers of time with him that I did, and sad I couldn’t spend more.

Raymond Boncato 

We’ll all miss Frank, specially those of us from Hedrick. RIP to a great guy. 

Bruce Flint

Frank was like no one else I have every met. I will miss him, even when he misbehaved.

Brian Dougherty

Hard to hear this news. Always enjoyed playing with Frank at the CBI’s. He will be missed.

Corey Kate

So very sad to see this. Frank was a great man who brought so many of us together. Many of my fondest memories of UCLA were of 4N and 4S moments. Kate. I know Corey feels the same.

Elle Dodge

Very happy to have been able to roast a pig in my backyard with good ol’ Uncle Frank, he’ll be missed.

Sarahbeth Grossman

May his memory always be for a blessing. So glad I got the chance to howl at the moon with you guys.

Dianne Tso  
My heart weighs heavy with this news. Frank and all of the Hedrick 4S guys welcomed me with open arms. I felt comfortable and at ease amongst all of you. I shall cherish my memories of Frank introducing me to "Howling at the Moon", strawberry daiquiris, and steak tar tar (as those are the only things I can speak of in public ). Frank, you are missed.

Greg Mock

He was the best roommate one could ask for. I got to travel the country on part of the Help send Frank to Montana event. I will always hold a special place in my heart for Frank. He will be missed.

Rick Palmer                                                                                                                             
So sad. Really enjoyed getting to know Frank thru Charlie’s golf tournament. Was so happy for him at Bend. Never thought that would be the last time I'd see him.

Lee Batson

I think Conner Dougherty may have said it best. Frank single-handedly had the ability to fill a room with laughter. I think that’s what I will remember most about Frank. RIP my friend.

Cort Thompson

I was saddened by the news of Frank's passing. He was one of the first people to befriend me at Hedrick. He always seemed wise beyond his years. Always had a good word, and usually a drink for me. He will be missed.

Alex Webster                                                                                                                     
So sorry to hear this news, glad I had the chance to meet him and create some fun memories of the time we spent at cbi events.

Kenneth Tso

So many fond memories of Frank. My favorite was having to push his Triumph Spitfire up Sunset Blvd. back to Hedrick when I was “lucky” enough to ride with him out to the beach for a gathering! Sorry we missed the Zoom today. RIP Frank, hope you found your Montana in the sky!
Bob Boden
Frank will be forever remembered for the great fun he provided all of us on 4 South. So sorry to lose such a great guy...



 

A Little Background

Frank suffered a stroke in November 2018 right before Thanksgiving and just 2 weeks after walking his oldest daughter Sarah down the aisle at her Nov 10 wedding.  He called the ambulance himself when he realized that half his body had gone numb. He had been experiencing muscle weakness prior to this. His doctor had told him that this was likely just the effects of diabetic neuropathy. His doctor let him down big time.

He was taken to St. Mary's in Torrance, CA and spent nearly a week there before being released to a rehab center. He spent several weeks in rehab and then was released home. Frank's elderly mother, who is 30 years older than him, did the best she could to take care of him and nurse him back to health.

Frank kept in frequent contact with his family and friends during his recovery. His close friend John Yenny, who he met at UCLA and worked with, would meet him for lunch usually every week. He had hoped to return back to work, MK Diamond, where he was the sales manager. When that didn't seem to be a possibility anymore, and with his disability running out, he talked about getting part time employment that he could do from home.

Fortunately his mind was sharp and there appeared to be very minimal brain damage. His speech was unaffected. He kept his spirits up and enjoyed telling jokes to everyone who chatted with him on the phone. He was a stubborn man, however and would not even entertain the idea of getting a wheelchair. With extreme  muscle weakness in his legs, walking even to the bathroom proved challenging most days. He was thrilled however, when his doctor finally cleared him to begin driving again. 

During the past 2.5 years, he had several return trips to the hospital. Most recently, after a severe fall, he was taken again by ambulance to the hospital. He was released to a nursing home in Gardena.  His mobility had declined even more.

Not wanting to worry his friends, very few knew that he had been hospitalized again and even where he was. He lost touch with almost everyone. When his youngest daughter's cell phone messages went unanswered around Valentine's Day, she became very concerned. Frank had a difficult time keeping his cell phone charged so he was hard to reach in the final days. And of course because of COVID protocol, no one had even been allowed to visit him there.

On Monday night, Feb. 15, the nursing home contacted Addie because there was blood in his urine. He seemed to be okay though and they were going to run some tests in the morning. When the staff went into his room at 4 am on Feb. 16, he was having breathing problems. They started to do CPR but were unable to revive him. However, the actual cause of death at this time has not been determined.

What I do know is that Frank was man with a huge heart and always looked on the bright side of life, even when faced with tremendous challenges and adversity.  He loved fiercely and was a bright beacon to all who knew him. He had a generous heart and although not a rich man, was always donating to worthy causes. To say that he will be missed is a huge understatement. Heaven has gained another angel. Rest in paradise dear Frank.
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