Frank Charles Williams June 26, 1941 - January 13, 2022

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   Michelle says

   January 11, 2023 at 7:43 pm

   The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” I love you Mom❤ I want to share and remembrance the special memories my family hand I have.. Steve shared the I remember sitting on the porch at the home place with Frank and looking out at Bogus Basin and telling him how lucky he was to have that view. He would look at the view and say yep I’m pretty lucky! How even though he wasn’t feeling like it, how is eyes lit up when he saw me outside practicing with the bows. The next thing you know he was out there showing us young folks up. ❤❤❤❤
   Zach wants to share: I remember going ice fishing with frank and family as a little kid. We would roll out onto the ice on snow mobiles we would drill holes and I remember running to the holes when the flag would go off. Those were some of my first memories fishing which is something that I love so much to this day. Frank helped instill the joy of the outdoors in my life.

   Kayla also wants to share: Frank
   also known as Frankie or at least what I would call him was always outside when we lived there. Whether he was in the shop, in the field, in the barn, in the pasture, or up at the A-frame, you can bet that he had a shadow and that shadow was me. Frankie would let me drive the truck when it was time to feed the horses. Frankie taught me how to archery shoot. He was so proud of me when I finally hit that bull’s-eye. It only took several hours. But he was patient with me and stood outside with me correcting my form, until I nailed it. He would run away to the shop to have his alone time and I was always there talking his ear off. He would give me advice and start by saying “well honey” or “you know kiddo”. I will always remember our shop chats. We would go ice fishing in the mountains as a family. One time when icefishing I would watch how Frankie would bust up the ice fishing holes when they would get covered with ice with his boot. I thought I could do the same thing even though Mama told me not to. She was right! Next thing you know my entire leg fell through the hole. Frankie immediately grabbed me and helped Mama and Aunt Loretta dry me off and get me warmed back up. We had a lot of fun times in those mountains. A lot of memories I’ll never forget. I thankful that Frankie shared his love of the outdoors with us! ❤❤
   Mom, I am so sorry for your loss. He will be missed, but his memory will remain with us. Dad lived his life fully, embracing all things in The Great outdoors. Whethery that was hunting fishing snowmobiling, He was passionate about adventure and sought to share his experiences. This was his love language to all of us. Often perceived as very stubborn, he was honestly very determined. He had so many obstacles related to his health, yet he was determined to overcome and meet them head on. I have embraced the same attitude of determination and applied that to my own obstacles and am very thankful for his example.
   My favorite shared memories of us water skiing, camping, competing in the archery tournaments, the times we spent in the shop tinkering and talking, even time spent out in the field moving the irrigation pipe, out in the barn and corral with the horses, out in the cold rain trolling for the elusive steelhead, and the surprised look he gave me when I volunteered to clean our salmon catch. I think some of the best memories are of watching the two of you laughing together.❤