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♥ ♥ ♥ ~Beloved Cousin~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Frank Scofield died at 11:59 pm on August 29, 2010 surrounded by his companion Ruth Crail-Leggue and his two sons, Jeremy Scofield and Jason Handy at his residence due to complications of Pulmonary Fibrosis, COPD, Diabetes, and Heart Disease. On Tuesday (August 24th) he was in Indianapolis, IN and his heart doctor said that he would release him so that he could have the lung replacement surgery however he was just to weak to have it done, not to mention that he would have probably had to have a heart replacement at the same time (because he had 7 stints). The hospital in Richmond determined that there was just nothing at all that they could do for him and sent him home on Saturday and promised to keep him comfortable until his time came.
Frank was born in France while his father was serving in the United States Air Force. He returned the United States when he was about 2 weeks old, and was back here before Christmas. We always teased him that he was a frenchman.
When Frank was a teenager he always worked at the racetrack with his parents during the Indy 500. He loved working on the RC Cars and the Go-Karts. He talked for hours about getting more speed out of the things. I never quite understood by it sure lit him up like a Christmas tree. He truly loved it.
Frank also spent summers with his cousins, his Mosier cousins. So they all got especially close. He made me promise that I would make sure that they knew what happened to him, because he knew it was happening so fast.
Frank signed up in the United States Navy for a term of 4 years but after they found that he had screws in one of his ankles, they gave him an honorable discharge, though he was always willing to serve.
Frank became an over-the-road driver for many years until he finally got a Union position with Kemper's Cabinets. He stayed with Kemper's until they closed down the trucking department. Frank stayed with Kemper's and was working inside the shop until the time that he was injured and could no longer perform his job after warehouse shelving was dropped on his head. His arm and shoulder were also injured and he had a great deal of pain because of it, but rarely complained. He just wasn't like that, he very rarely complained about anything.
Frank was involved with many things throughout his life, but the love of his life were his family and friends. He treasured each and every one of his grandchildren, they were the light of his life, but Natasha held more of a special place for him. She was his reason for living. Natasha's mother was a wonderful girl, but was trying to get her life together and allowed "Grandpa" the privilege of giving him extra time with her while she was little, then he got her for weekends and spring break and most of the summer. He did all of the things that father's do, but he was grandpa, and loved every second of it. He taught her early on how to use a computer, and wherever he went, Tasha went with him. When Tasha went back to her mother, Frank was devastated, but it was for the best and he knew it. Jennifer was an angel for allowing him to have that time with Natasha, and he loved Jennifer so much and she knew it. Jennifer was not only a daughter to him but also, a very special friend.
When my grandfather passed away, Frank brought Ruth with him when he and his parents came to the funeral, and I made sure to get pictures of them all together. He tried to cheer my grandmother up, and it worked for a bit. Then when my grandmother passed away (my grandmother was his aunt) he knew how hard that I would take it, and he came to my house to rescue me and help me cope with it. We talked for a long time and looked at all the pictures. Then the following day we all went to Winslow to Marte's house to get ready for the viewing. Frank stayed every minute right by my side because he knew that I would fall apart, and I did. But he caught me and made sure that I was okay before he left.
He loved his cousins, and was especially kind to them when they needed support. He was also that way with many of his friends and family. His daughter-in-laws also held a special place in his heart, he talked to me often how much they meant to him (He always talked about Jennifer and recently about Heather).
Frank was soft spoken and he had broad shoulders to take any burden that someone might have that meant something to him. There are no words to describe how he would always help us all to work out our problems and find a solution. He called me so often just to talk about life and love. I will miss him terribly.......
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Richmond, Indiana
September 1, 2010
Frank A. Scofield, age 52, of Richmond, died Sunday evening (August 29, 2010) at his residence.
He was born in Chateauroux, France, on December 5, 1957, to Delphord and Mary Kirkman Scofield and had lived in Richmond for the past 23 years.
He had worked as a truck driver and enjoyed boating and fishing. Frank liked fast cars and enjoyed anything with speed. He found pleasure in working with RC vehicles and go-carting. He was a veteran of the U.S. Navy.
Survivors include his companion of 23 years, Ruth Leggue; sons Jeremy Scofield and companion, Mandee Isaacs of Richmond, Jason (Kim) Handy of Salem, Ohio; sister; Lisa Lambdin of Indianapolis, brother; William Kirkman of Williamsburg; grandsons, Christopher Handy, Brandon Handy, Kameron Scofield; granddaughters, Natasha, Clarissa and Hailey Scofield, Kayla Handy; daughter-in-law, Heather Scofield; step-daugher, Melissa Gates; stepgrandchildren, Crue and Jonathon Henemyre, Michael Timbrook and Paigen Gates; several nieces and nephews, special friends, aunts, uncles and cousins.
He was preceded in death by his grandparents, parents and a stepson.
Services will be held at 11 a.m. on Wednesday (September 1, 2010) in Riggle-Walterman Mortuary. Rev. Paul Mingus will officiate. Burial will be in Goshen Cemetery where military graveside services will be conducted by the Wayne County Honor Guard. Friends may call on Wednesday (Sept. 1, 2010) from 9-11 a.m. at the funeral home.
♥ ♥ ♥ ~Beloved Cousin~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Frank Scofield died at 11:59 pm on August 29, 2010 surrounded by his companion Ruth Crail-Leggue and his two sons, Jeremy Scofield and Jason Handy at his residence due to complications of Pulmonary Fibrosis, COPD, Diabetes, and Heart Disease. On Tuesday (August 24th) he was in Indianapolis, IN and his heart doctor said that he would release him so that he could have the lung replacement surgery however he was just to weak to have it done, not to mention that he would have probably had to have a heart replacement at the same time (because he had 7 stints). The hospital in Richmond determined that there was just nothing at all that they could do for him and sent him home on Saturday and promised to keep him comfortable until his time came.
Frank was born in France while his father was serving in the United States Air Force. He returned the United States when he was about 2 weeks old, and was back here before Christmas. We always teased him that he was a frenchman.
When Frank was a teenager he always worked at the racetrack with his parents during the Indy 500. He loved working on the RC Cars and the Go-Karts. He talked for hours about getting more speed out of the things. I never quite understood by it sure lit him up like a Christmas tree. He truly loved it.
Frank also spent summers with his cousins, his Mosier cousins. So they all got especially close. He made me promise that I would make sure that they knew what happened to him, because he knew it was happening so fast.
Frank signed up in the United States Navy for a term of 4 years but after they found that he had screws in one of his ankles, they gave him an honorable discharge, though he was always willing to serve.
Frank became an over-the-road driver for many years until he finally got a Union position with Kemper's Cabinets. He stayed with Kemper's until they closed down the trucking department. Frank stayed with Kemper's and was working inside the shop until the time that he was injured and could no longer perform his job after warehouse shelving was dropped on his head. His arm and shoulder were also injured and he had a great deal of pain because of it, but rarely complained. He just wasn't like that, he very rarely complained about anything.
Frank was involved with many things throughout his life, but the love of his life were his family and friends. He treasured each and every one of his grandchildren, they were the light of his life, but Natasha held more of a special place for him. She was his reason for living. Natasha's mother was a wonderful girl, but was trying to get her life together and allowed "Grandpa" the privilege of giving him extra time with her while she was little, then he got her for weekends and spring break and most of the summer. He did all of the things that father's do, but he was grandpa, and loved every second of it. He taught her early on how to use a computer, and wherever he went, Tasha went with him. When Tasha went back to her mother, Frank was devastated, but it was for the best and he knew it. Jennifer was an angel for allowing him to have that time with Natasha, and he loved Jennifer so much and she knew it. Jennifer was not only a daughter to him but also, a very special friend.
When my grandfather passed away, Frank brought Ruth with him when he and his parents came to the funeral, and I made sure to get pictures of them all together. He tried to cheer my grandmother up, and it worked for a bit. Then when my grandmother passed away (my grandmother was his aunt) he knew how hard that I would take it, and he came to my house to rescue me and help me cope with it. We talked for a long time and looked at all the pictures. Then the following day we all went to Winslow to Marte's house to get ready for the viewing. Frank stayed every minute right by my side because he knew that I would fall apart, and I did. But he caught me and made sure that I was okay before he left.
He loved his cousins, and was especially kind to them when they needed support. He was also that way with many of his friends and family. His daughter-in-laws also held a special place in his heart, he talked to me often how much they meant to him (He always talked about Jennifer and recently about Heather).
Frank was soft spoken and he had broad shoulders to take any burden that someone might have that meant something to him. There are no words to describe how he would always help us all to work out our problems and find a solution. He called me so often just to talk about life and love. I will miss him terribly.......
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Richmond, Indiana
September 1, 2010
Frank A. Scofield, age 52, of Richmond, died Sunday evening (August 29, 2010) at his residence.
He was born in Chateauroux, France, on December 5, 1957, to Delphord and Mary Kirkman Scofield and had lived in Richmond for the past 23 years.
He had worked as a truck driver and enjoyed boating and fishing. Frank liked fast cars and enjoyed anything with speed. He found pleasure in working with RC vehicles and go-carting. He was a veteran of the U.S. Navy.
Survivors include his companion of 23 years, Ruth Leggue; sons Jeremy Scofield and companion, Mandee Isaacs of Richmond, Jason (Kim) Handy of Salem, Ohio; sister; Lisa Lambdin of Indianapolis, brother; William Kirkman of Williamsburg; grandsons, Christopher Handy, Brandon Handy, Kameron Scofield; granddaughters, Natasha, Clarissa and Hailey Scofield, Kayla Handy; daughter-in-law, Heather Scofield; step-daugher, Melissa Gates; stepgrandchildren, Crue and Jonathon Henemyre, Michael Timbrook and Paigen Gates; several nieces and nephews, special friends, aunts, uncles and cousins.
He was preceded in death by his grandparents, parents and a stepson.
Services will be held at 11 a.m. on Wednesday (September 1, 2010) in Riggle-Walterman Mortuary. Rev. Paul Mingus will officiate. Burial will be in Goshen Cemetery where military graveside services will be conducted by the Wayne County Honor Guard. Friends may call on Wednesday (Sept. 1, 2010) from 9-11 a.m. at the funeral home.
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♥ ♥ ♥ ~Beloved Cousin~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Frank Scofield died at 11:59 pm on August 29, 2010 surrounded by his companion Ruth Crail-Leggue and his two sons, Jeremy Scofield and Jason Handy at his residence due to complications of Pulmonary Fibrosis, COPD, Diabetes, and Heart Disease. On Tuesday (August 24th) he was in Indianapolis, IN and his heart doctor said that he would release him so that he could have the lung replacement surgery however he was just to weak to have it done, not to mention that he would have probably had to have a heart replacement at the same time (because he had 7 stints). The hospital in Richmond determined that there was just nothing at all that they could do for him and sent him home on Saturday and promised to keep him comfortable until his time came.
Frank was born in France while his father was serving in the United States Air Force. He returned the United States when he was about 2 weeks old, and was back here before Christmas. We always teased him that he was a frenchman.
When Frank was a teenager he always worked at the racetrack with his parents during the Indy 500. He loved working on the RC Cars and the Go-Karts. He talked for hours about getting more speed out of the things. I never quite understood by it sure lit him up like a Christmas tree. He truly loved it.
Frank also spent summers with his cousins, his Mosier cousins. So they all got especially close. He made me promise that I would make sure that they knew what happened to him, because he knew it was happening so fast.
Frank signed up in the United States Navy for a term of 4 years but after they found that he had screws in one of his ankles, they gave him an honorable discharge, though he was always willing to serve.
Frank became an over-the-road driver for many years until he finally got a Union position with Kemper's Cabinets. He stayed with Kemper's until they closed down the trucking department. Frank stayed with Kemper's and was working inside the shop until the time that he was injured and could no longer perform his job after warehouse shelving was dropped on his head. His arm and shoulder were also injured and he had a great deal of pain because of it, but rarely complained. He just wasn't like that, he very rarely complained about anything.
Frank was involved with many things throughout his life, but the love of his life were his family and friends. He treasured each and every one of his grandchildren, they were the light of his life, but Natasha held more of a special place for him. She was his reason for living. Natasha's mother was a wonderful girl, but was trying to get her life together and allowed "Grandpa" the privilege of giving him extra time with her while she was little, then he got her for weekends and spring break and most of the summer. He did all of the things that father's do, but he was grandpa, and loved every second of it. He taught her early on how to use a computer, and wherever he went, Tasha went with him. When Tasha went back to her mother, Frank was devastated, but it was for the best and he knew it. Jennifer was an angel for allowing him to have that time with Natasha, and he loved Jennifer so much and she knew it. Jennifer was not only a daughter to him but also, a very special friend.
When my grandfather passed away, Frank brought Ruth with him when he and his parents came to the funeral, and I made sure to get pictures of them all together. He tried to cheer my grandmother up, and it worked for a bit. Then when my grandmother passed away (my grandmother was his aunt) he knew how hard that I would take it, and he came to my house to rescue me and help me cope with it. We talked for a long time and looked at all the pictures. Then the following day we all went to Winslow to Marte's house to get ready for the viewing. Frank stayed every minute right by my side because he knew that I would fall apart, and I did. But he caught me and made sure that I was okay before he left.
He loved his cousins, and was especially kind to them when they needed support. He was also that way with many of his friends and family. His daughter-in-laws also held a special place in his heart, he talked to me often how much they meant to him (He always talked about Jennifer and recently about Heather).
Frank was soft spoken and he had broad shoulders to take any burden that someone might have that meant something to him. There are no words to describe how he would always help us all to work out our problems and find a solution. He called me so often just to talk about life and love. I will miss him terribly.......
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Richmond, Indiana
September 1, 2010
Frank A. Scofield, age 52, of Richmond, died Sunday evening (August 29, 2010) at his residence.
He was born in Chateauroux, France, on December 5, 1957, to Delphord and Mary Kirkman Scofield and had lived in Richmond for the past 23 years.
He had worked as a truck driver and enjoyed boating and fishing. Frank liked fast cars and enjoyed anything with speed. He found pleasure in working with RC vehicles and go-carting. He was a veteran of the U.S. Navy.
Survivors include his companion of 23 years, Ruth Leggue; sons Jeremy Scofield and companion, Mandee Isaacs of Richmond, Jason (Kim) Handy of Salem, Ohio; sister; Lisa Lambdin of Indianapolis, brother; William Kirkman of Williamsburg; grandsons, Christopher Handy, Brandon Handy, Kameron Scofield; granddaughters, Natasha, Clarissa and Hailey Scofield, Kayla Handy; daughter-in-law, Heather Scofield; step-daugher, Melissa Gates; stepgrandchildren, Crue and Jonathon Henemyre, Michael Timbrook and Paigen Gates; several nieces and nephews, special friends, aunts, uncles and cousins.
He was preceded in death by his grandparents, parents and a stepson.
Services will be held at 11 a.m. on Wednesday (September 1, 2010) in Riggle-Walterman Mortuary. Rev. Paul Mingus will officiate. Burial will be in Goshen Cemetery where military graveside services will be conducted by the Wayne County Honor Guard. Friends may call on Wednesday (Sept. 1, 2010) from 9-11 a.m. at the funeral home.
♥ ♥ ♥ ~Beloved Cousin~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Frank Scofield died at 11:59 pm on August 29, 2010 surrounded by his companion Ruth Crail-Leggue and his two sons, Jeremy Scofield and Jason Handy at his residence due to complications of Pulmonary Fibrosis, COPD, Diabetes, and Heart Disease. On Tuesday (August 24th) he was in Indianapolis, IN and his heart doctor said that he would release him so that he could have the lung replacement surgery however he was just to weak to have it done, not to mention that he would have probably had to have a heart replacement at the same time (because he had 7 stints). The hospital in Richmond determined that there was just nothing at all that they could do for him and sent him home on Saturday and promised to keep him comfortable until his time came.
Frank was born in France while his father was serving in the United States Air Force. He returned the United States when he was about 2 weeks old, and was back here before Christmas. We always teased him that he was a frenchman.
When Frank was a teenager he always worked at the racetrack with his parents during the Indy 500. He loved working on the RC Cars and the Go-Karts. He talked for hours about getting more speed out of the things. I never quite understood by it sure lit him up like a Christmas tree. He truly loved it.
Frank also spent summers with his cousins, his Mosier cousins. So they all got especially close. He made me promise that I would make sure that they knew what happened to him, because he knew it was happening so fast.
Frank signed up in the United States Navy for a term of 4 years but after they found that he had screws in one of his ankles, they gave him an honorable discharge, though he was always willing to serve.
Frank became an over-the-road driver for many years until he finally got a Union position with Kemper's Cabinets. He stayed with Kemper's until they closed down the trucking department. Frank stayed with Kemper's and was working inside the shop until the time that he was injured and could no longer perform his job after warehouse shelving was dropped on his head. His arm and shoulder were also injured and he had a great deal of pain because of it, but rarely complained. He just wasn't like that, he very rarely complained about anything.
Frank was involved with many things throughout his life, but the love of his life were his family and friends. He treasured each and every one of his grandchildren, they were the light of his life, but Natasha held more of a special place for him. She was his reason for living. Natasha's mother was a wonderful girl, but was trying to get her life together and allowed "Grandpa" the privilege of giving him extra time with her while she was little, then he got her for weekends and spring break and most of the summer. He did all of the things that father's do, but he was grandpa, and loved every second of it. He taught her early on how to use a computer, and wherever he went, Tasha went with him. When Tasha went back to her mother, Frank was devastated, but it was for the best and he knew it. Jennifer was an angel for allowing him to have that time with Natasha, and he loved Jennifer so much and she knew it. Jennifer was not only a daughter to him but also, a very special friend.
When my grandfather passed away, Frank brought Ruth with him when he and his parents came to the funeral, and I made sure to get pictures of them all together. He tried to cheer my grandmother up, and it worked for a bit. Then when my grandmother passed away (my grandmother was his aunt) he knew how hard that I would take it, and he came to my house to rescue me and help me cope with it. We talked for a long time and looked at all the pictures. Then the following day we all went to Winslow to Marte's house to get ready for the viewing. Frank stayed every minute right by my side because he knew that I would fall apart, and I did. But he caught me and made sure that I was okay before he left.
He loved his cousins, and was especially kind to them when they needed support. He was also that way with many of his friends and family. His daughter-in-laws also held a special place in his heart, he talked to me often how much they meant to him (He always talked about Jennifer and recently about Heather).
Frank was soft spoken and he had broad shoulders to take any burden that someone might have that meant something to him. There are no words to describe how he would always help us all to work out our problems and find a solution. He called me so often just to talk about life and love. I will miss him terribly.......
Palladium-Item
Richmond, Indiana
September 1, 2010
Frank A. Scofield, age 52, of Richmond, died Sunday evening (August 29, 2010) at his residence.
He was born in Chateauroux, France, on December 5, 1957, to Delphord and Mary Kirkman Scofield and had lived in Richmond for the past 23 years.
He had worked as a truck driver and enjoyed boating and fishing. Frank liked fast cars and enjoyed anything with speed. He found pleasure in working with RC vehicles and go-carting. He was a veteran of the U.S. Navy.
Survivors include his companion of 23 years, Ruth Leggue; sons Jeremy Scofield and companion, Mandee Isaacs of Richmond, Jason (Kim) Handy of Salem, Ohio; sister; Lisa Lambdin of Indianapolis, brother; William Kirkman of Williamsburg; grandsons, Christopher Handy, Brandon Handy, Kameron Scofield; granddaughters, Natasha, Clarissa and Hailey Scofield, Kayla Handy; daughter-in-law, Heather Scofield; step-daugher, Melissa Gates; stepgrandchildren, Crue and Jonathon Henemyre, Michael Timbrook and Paigen Gates; several nieces and nephews, special friends, aunts, uncles and cousins.
He was preceded in death by his grandparents, parents and a stepson.
Services will be held at 11 a.m. on Wednesday (September 1, 2010) in Riggle-Walterman Mortuary. Rev. Paul Mingus will officiate. Burial will be in Goshen Cemetery where military graveside services will be conducted by the Wayne County Honor Guard. Friends may call on Wednesday (Sept. 1, 2010) from 9-11 a.m. at the funeral home.
