Floyd D Frizzell
May 12, 1932 – January 20, 2020
Mr. Floyd Douglas Frizzell passed away on Monday, January 20, 2020.
Floyd was born on May 12, 1932 to Lucious Leon Frizzell and Carrie Ruth Frizzell in Tallassee, Alabama. He was a proud career veteran and retired after serving in the United States Airforce. He met and married the love of his life, Nell Rose Sullivan.
Floyd will forever live on in the hearts of his loving wife, Nell Rose Frizzell; son, Robbie Frizzell; daughter, Terese "Tess" Frizzell; grandsons, Ross Frizzell and Reid Frizzell; brother, Charles Ray (Rosie); sisters, Peggy Carroll, Kaye McCorkel and Sharon Herbert (Leland); a host of other relatives and friends.
Mr. Floyd Frizzell will be laid to rest on Sunday, January 26, 2020 with Full Military Honors at 3:00PM in Fairview Memorial Gardens. A Memorial Service to honor his life will be held at Horis A. Ward Funeral Home, 376 Fairview Road, Stockbridge, Georgia immediately after the burial.
- Committal Service Sunday, January 26, 2020
- Memorial Service Sunday, January 26, 2020
Floyd D Frizzell
January 26, 2020
Prayers for all of you today as you say your final earthly "good-byes" to Uncle Bubba.
I don't recall how old i was before I knew Uncle Bubba's real name. For the longest time, I was just a confused kid wondering how Uncle Bubba and Lefty were the same person and then "Floyd" was thrown into the mix.
My first memories of Uncle Bubba were through the reel-to-reel cassette "letters" he would send from Vitenam (I suppose) to dad (Leroy). i remember hearing the planes, helicopters, and even some ammunition in the background. I didn't know the weight of his service at that time; I was just enthralled with hearing him and perhaps, as a young boy, all the action in the background. Now that I am grown, in some ways, I am thankful he made it through as many did not and that he served our country . . . and the world so sacrificially.
Not many years after his return from Vietnam, I remember the trip or two our family took to visit Uncle B and all of you in Florida - I think. We swam in the park pool in the mist of the night, fished for and caught crabs off the bridge - I don't recall eating them.
Then, it was a blessing when he and the family moved "around the corner" and I could get to know this Uncle Bubba Lefty Floyd Frizzell and each of you. I have memories I can presently recall and probably many others that the neurons just cannot seem to convey at my present age.
Needless to say, Uncle Bubba, will forever be in me and more so in each of you through your memories, your breath, and your very being. I am thankful he called about a month and a half to two months ago and we were able to chat . . . He was still faithful to the Lord; what else would I expect.
As you say your earthly "goodbyes", know the hope and reality is that you will be able to say an eternal "HELLO!" when you enter the peace, grace, and love of Christ!
Blessings, prayers, and wish I could be there.
Terry & Karen Frizzell