For the past two months this name was running through my mind. I kept hearing the name and wondering what this fellow was up as I hadn’t seen him in a while. My last encounter was at the neighborhood Safeway when he pulled up on his bike. This was the first time I had seen him on a bike since I don’t know when. He was clean, groovey and had the happiest smile on his face. We talked for a bit, I went my way, he went his.
A couple of weeks ago I was talking to his ex-wife @ a Festival, a very good and long time friend. I wondered out loud about him and she told me that he had passed many years ago. It’s funny the things I missed but most of all my mind. I kid you not. Having memory loss has its perks. You forget the bad and every once in a while a great memory passes through and you laugh out loud or just a little and it gets to stay. But I have no recall of him after the last time I seen him.
I was shocked to say the least after hearing this news. I said to her, “I have no words..truly.”
And now that I think on it, it was memories that were coming through of him, his wit, his laugh, his seriousness, his willingness to help. All great attributes of a good friend. I had mentioned to her that I would try to find out where he was buried or maybe his obituary which I did today on the internet. Today I pay tribute to you and remember you my friend. No sorrow my friends, just sharing a memory which in my case is a great thing!
ENGST###, Frank; Franklyn passed away August 27th, 2011 and will be greatly missed by all who knew him. We all hope Franklyn is peaceful in Harley Heaven. He is survived by his sister Kendra and her two sons Dean and Jake and several grandchildren. Good bye Franklyn we all love you!
A few minutes after I wrote this I received a message from my girlfriend, the ex-wife of this fellow. Here it is as follows;
“The weirdest thing just happened. Cleaning cupboard under bathroom sink. Found this bag with various pins I collected over the years and I found this beautiful pin (cameo) that Franklin got me way back when. Always loved it but thought I lost it years ago when we still lived in the house and I had left my jacket on top of the car and never found it. Strange the things that happen!”
I can also add to this that through some of the Mediumship readings I have had the pleasure of receiving a couple months ago that a Viking fellow came through, a proud man riding a Harley which at the time didn’t ring true for me. It does now. That would have been Franklyn. I shared this with her. She said how strange. I said this was meant to be. I love my life!