So many years have passed. As children, my brother Joe, my sister Rose and I had such fun with Frank. (and Doug and Lori) when they stayed with Mrs. Stern in Gilford Park. I have pleasant memories of those childhood days. My deepest condolences to his family, friends and relatives. (Rita lynn Raible-Everist)

Dad, I'm sitting here thinking of you and wishing more than ever I could hear your voice one last time. At least we got to say I love you one last time, I'm thankful for that. Just figured you needed to know that your on my mind. Love, Melinda

I remember hanging out at your house and what a blast it was for the neighbor hood. I remember lots of walks to 7 eleven with Frank he was a kind and gentle person. Frank you rest in peace and you watch over your family.

Tank, I heard "Free Bird" on the radio the other day, and I thought of you. All the years we have known each other. Lots of good memories of all the years we spent at Dover Vinyl, the Christmas parties, the BBQs, the trips. The time you had to shovel me out of the back house at Grams so I didn't have to climb out the window cause the snow was so deep up against my door, back in the year of the back to back blizzards. And so many more. Rest in Peace.

What can I say about my cousin Frank. Grammom called him Frank (or Frank Joseph when she really wanted his attention) so he was always Frank to me. When I was a kid I spent every summer and most weekends at Gram's house. Frank stayed with Gram and was a big part of my life growing up. We ate together, watched TV together, argued over who Chrissy (the dog) liked better. Abbot and Costello on WPIX Sunday Mornings. Sometimes we walked around in the rain with bars of soap to experience what a real rain shower was. Frank knew about my obsession with electronics and bought me my first digital watch. It was a Timex watch with a gold case and crimson face. When you pushed the button on the side the time digitally appeared in red. A most prized possession for many years. We used to go crabbing a lot in the bay - not off the dock - but in the bay with a broom handle and string. I don't remember anyone else who did that. He used chicken parts because they seemed to attract more crabs. We would haul our catch back to Gram's and the three of us would sit for hours picking and picking until our fingers were sore and there was a enough to make crab salad - and then after all that hard work, a few moments later it was gone. He took me to the old Cranberry Bogs and let me play for hours in the water until I was shriveled up like a prune. He could be stubborn at times but I don't remember him ever being cross. If he wouldn't get out of bed Gram would pull back the covers and pour cold water on him. In true "Tank" fashion he would just pull the covers back up and go back to sleep. I would giggle. Later on I might feel the icy sting of cold water being poured over my head if I were in the shower or tub. "Is it funny now?" He would say while he giggled. It was all in good fun. Along with my cousin Doug, we would fight over who would get the heart or gizzards in the Paprikash Gram made. In the end they always made sure I got some. I don't remember a family function in all those years that he wasn't a part of. In summer he would walk me across the highway to get ice cream at Mr. Creamy. He never seemed to mind all of the attention I demanded from Chrissy (the Dog) when I was there, who was mostly his dog when I wasn't around. He had a good heart and was never unkind to me. I will always remember him that way. As much as we miss him, all of the burdens that he carried with him down here on earth are gone. I know that when he got to heaven he was drawn into the loving arms of Grandpop (Sebastian), Grammom (Theresa), his Mom (Carol) and my Mom (Pat) and by all of the other members of our families that have gone before us. He is at peace. Surrounded by love.

My brother, What can I say. You left us way too early, Maybe we weren't close these last couple years, you always had my back, you never shred secrets from childhood shinanagins. Will always remember your gentle soul .. Ride free my brother see you when I see you. Will miss you dearly. Will always remember every may first . I love you bunches bro!!

Tank I will remember the good times we had. Weather it was working, having a few on a Friday after work or being on the bikes for a ride. "We never did get the chance to ride up to a pool job on them" damn that would have been fun. I will think of you every time I am riding, working on, or polishing the sporty. The polishing part sucks you were right. Watch over us all. You will be missed. Your Friend Dave

Tanker, Lifted my glass to say goodbye to you soon after you passed. You wore an eagle when here on earth living free. Now you are an eagle flying free. See you when I see you. We will ride and play pool together once again my friend.

I have been Blessed to know two Men in my Life who have never judged another. Pastor "Jim" King from East Dover Baptist Church and Tank.

Tank. What more can I say to a person who I spent my whole life with. A man I looked up to at times and other times looked up to me. We spent our lives together. I remember how we supported and helped each other out of every jam we got into. I was just telling the story of when we were throwing rocks at the new house in Gifford park and you, Davey and Johnny got caught. Billy and I got away but had to come back to throw rocks at the builders so they would let you go and chase us. As I was telling this it reminded me to call our friends that were there and tell them of your departure. I'm feel as if a part of me has gone with you. And I hope it has cause a part of you is always with me! We shared our birthdays together as we were the same age for 5 days. Irish twins! So I will always share my birthday with you. You leave me with a lot of fond memories of a brother I will always look up to and love. I miss you!

Dad, This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do, but this is not goodbye but a see you soon. I know you are up in heaven riding your Harley with Sassy, Grammy, Mom Mom and everyone else. I am the best part of you and I promise that I will continue to make you proud. The best day of my life was went Aunt Dina and Uncle Doug brought you to meet me at my Mom's dollar store at 17, we had the same mannerisms from the moment we met each other. I will deeply miss being able to see, talk, or hear your voice. Please continue to watch over me and guide me from time to time, and don't stop letting me know you are around. Run amuck, amuck, amuck, amuck. Love your daughter always, Melinda

I shall miss you Frankie (never could call you Tank)! I will miss that impish smirk. You were always there, a good soul. Until I see you again, ride free!

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Frank J. Parave

1 April, 1954 – 17 October, 2016

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