Frank S. Beatty Jr.
June 10, 1925 – December 26, 2020
Frank S. Beatty, 95, passed away quietly on December 26, 2020 at Bentley Assisted Living in Branchville, NJ after a rich and accomplished-filled life.
Frank was born in 1925 in Liberty Corner, NJ. A true family man, he was predeceased by the love of his life, Yvette Beatty (Bensley) in 1992 after 40 years of marriage. Frank and Yvette are survived by their three children; Nanette Beatty, married to Brian McArdle, Hampton, NJ, Denise Beatty, married to William Oliver, Branchville, NJ and Michael S. Beatty, married to Christine Ritter Beatty, Leesburg, FL and three grandchildren; Cameron McArdle, Katharine Sullivan McArdle and Joshua Michael Beatty.
A proud World War II US Army veteran, Frank was a Rifleman in the 99th Infantry Division during the decisive 1945 “Battle of the Bulge” in Belgium where he fought from a slit trench for nine weeks during a brutal winter to help defend the Elsenborn Ridge, the only segment of the US defensive line never breached by German Army attacks. He then fought in various campaigns right to end of the war and was involved in the liberation of the infamous Dachau Concentration Camp in Germany. For his war-time service, Frank was awarded both the Bronze Star and the NJ Distinguished Service Medal.
After his return from the war, Frank attended Lafayette College where he received a BS degree in Mining Engineering. He would later become an internationally-recognized Construction Director/Manager for Combustion Engineering/Lummus Co. in Bloomfield, NJ where he led development and completion of large-scale projects in the energy & natural resources industries around the globe; in the US, The Netherlands, Belgium, Sweden, Brazil. Venezuela and Saudi Arabia. Noteworthy, was his four-year leadership of the successful build of what was, at the time, the largest natural gas liquefaction (LNG) plant in the world at Yanbu, Saudi Arabia.
Frank grew up on his parents’ Phareloch Farm, a 180-acre working farm in Liberty Corner, NJ and later enjoyed principal residences in Branchville, NJ, Manchester, CT and Randolph, NJ where he and Yvette lived for many years.
A generous and gracious man with a sense of humor, Frank Beatty will be remembered fondly by all who came to know him. A memorial is planned for the future. He has been laid to rest next to his adoring wife, Yvette, in Somerset Hills Memorial Park in Basking Ridge, NJ not far from where he was born and raised.
Frank S. Beatty Jr.
January 11, 2021
We have lost a true gentleman.
Frank welcomed me into his family. I connected to him on many levels, two of which was that I am an engineer and that I come from the UK. We chatted about his many engineering jobs around the world, I was quite in awe how accomplished he was in his field. I also had the privilege of reading his engineering notes, they were meticulous containing so much detail. Also myself coming from the UK prompted conversations about his time during the war, again I was in awe. Although understandably upsetting, I cannot imagine experiencing so much at such a young age.
He owned one of my favourite cars, a Porsche spider, which I know he and Yvette will be cruising around in up there. No doubt she will be terrifying him by driving too fast. He and his family described her with so much love that I so wish I got to meet her.
He was the head of his family and achieved respect but still had that boyish mischief and charm even into his 90’s. The family and he would tell me stories that I was amazed by. He dived bombed his school in a plane and lived in a castle to name but two.
I remember when I first met him, he was especially proud that he greased the bird feeder with crisco so a bothersome squirrel could not climb up and steal the feed. He was laughing So much as he was describing this poor squirrel climbing and sliding down the pole. I loved him instantly.
I remember his 90th birthday party, we sat and talked for hours. I loved talking to Frank. We chatted while his daughters gladly made us Manhattans (Franks tipple of choice) I had to stop after three and was well on the way to being very drunk, even at 90 he could drink me under the table.
Frank you will be missed and I will never forget you.
Catch you later kiddo