Frank Paul

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frank paul

Frank Paul

December 19, 1924 ~ July 21, 2011

frank paul

December 19, 1924 ~ July 21, 2011


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  1. Sharon Eaton Relation to Deceased: Friend & Neighbor My late husband Rick and I moved to Guilford, CT in July 1974. Very shortly after moving in, Peggy Paul walked into our yard and said “We’re having a party. And you’re the guests of honor!” We knew then and there that Peggy & Frank & their children would be loved neighbors, and it was always so through many years. We loved all the Paul family. Eric, Amy, Tracy, Frank and all the wonderful grandchildren, I pray your grieving hearts heal quickly for the memories are wonderful.

  2. Rev Kirk V Katner Relation to Deceased: Family Friend Frank and Peggy were with our congregation for just a short time, but they quickly became a part of our church family. They are fondly remembered and missed. Frank was a member of our Ministry team for only a short time, but I think he would be glad to know we persevered. On May 2, 2010 we saw the fruits of the efforts he helped start when I was ordained as our priest at Holy Apostles in Perry. I extend to the family the prayewrs, condolences, and love from Holy Apostles Episcopal Church. The celebration of life, shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night, why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that’s left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life. By Deborah Peabody

  3. Bill & Colleen Rogers Your in our thoughts and prayers. The butterfly emerges from its silken shell- Reborn, it arises, no longer bound to earth. Free at last, the butterfly glides to heights unknown before. So do our loved ones find a beautiful release as, earthbound no more, they leave our sight and joyfully rise to a garden of matchless beauty, a place of light and peace. -Evelyn Phillips