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Frank S. Dibrell papers
No full textThis collection contains biographical information, photos, and correspondence largerly related to the World War II service of Frank S. Dibrell
Correspondence from J. Whitney Floyd to Frank S. Bunker, March 15, 1962
No full textCorrespondence from J. Whitney Floyd, Dean College of Forest, Range, and Wildlife Management, to Frank S. Bunker, March 15, 1962
Frank S. Morsman Jr.
No full textFrank S. Morsman Jr., 84, a life-long Palo Alto resident, died Sunday, November 1st, 2015, at home following complications of metastatic prostate cancer. Frank leaves behind the family he embraced: Long-time pal Bill Rose, Bill's wife Jeana, at Frank's side throughout Madeline, Joseph, Corey and Cameron for whom he was like an uncle closest compatriots George and Joey Cattermole and the family of Chef Michael Galano of Cupertino. Frank was a dear, kind man with an unforgettable, fascinating personality. Frank appeared to have come into life fully formed with Edwardian manners. His childhood home was the original zLeland Manory - Palo Alto architect Birge Clark's contribution to the 1939 World's Fair, one of 12 zHouses of Tomorrowy built for the exhibition. Back in the day when Palo Alto actually had a chess club, Frank was an avid member, and he remained a student of the game his entire life. Interest in analytical philosophy led Frank to study with Benson Mates at UC Berkeley, and though without degree Frank became a steady presence in the Stanford philosophy department for much of the early 1960s - part of the circle that gravitated around Stanford philosopher Donald Davidson. Frank had a charming, eccentric style with a rich expressive voice. In the early 1980s, Frank caught the acting bug and appeared as a downat-the heels composer living in a dusty Mexican village in the independent film, zThe Stars in Their Coursesy. The film won numerous awards and was nationally broadcast, an achievement that astonished no one more than himself. Long-time residents of Palo Alto will recall seeing Frank sauntering about town, from the original Kepler's in Menlo Park to the Palo Alto Co-Op, from Printer's Inc. bookstore through the streets of Old Palo Alto and back again. Cheerful in rumpled dark suit and tie, flourishing a walking stick, he was always ready with a joke or a story, eager to chat with a passing stranger or neighbor. In his later years, the suit gave way t
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