Gary Havas

Written by Gary Havas:
Posted on September 24th, 2009 at 4:07 pm
Go Back to Remembrances

Greetings:
When I was a Poly student (IT’86) I met Frank for the first time. He was an instructor for a lab class I had. I cannot remember the class name, and I do recall that he led us to the Cuesta Towers for a field trip. Towers, cables, waveguide, dishes, stories of the daredevils climbing the towers to change the beacons! His excited delivery left no doubt as to his keen interest and involvement in his work-brought-into-class. Since that time, he and Pam have been part of a group of fine friends often yucking it up over a meal at home or out on the town. Another activity was volunteering at the Tulare Farm Show where Frank could be seen driving a tractor pulling sightseers oblivious to the ear-to-ear smile of their driver. Maybe some caught on and shared in the pure joy so evident, maybe because the smile wrapped so far around as to be visible from behind. He was in his element. And so many places I go there are those who have enjoyed Frank’s company including the local public radio station, KCBX. Several of the original operators there remember fondly and gratefully Frank’s assistance in getting KCBX on the air. Many things will remind me of Frank including his voice characters I can still hear, his smile, his large personality and his fondness for heavy machinery. Yesterday, while waiting for a friend to join me for lunch on campus, I watched a fellow push earth around the UU with a 550 Deere. He didn’t know I thought of Frank at the controls instead of him, enjoying the scoop, scrape, crank and rattle, and turbo whistle of the small earthmover’s diesel. This is an image we shared and one I’ll always associate with him, sure to recall to me the joys of knowing Frank Calabrese.

Gary Havas


Written by Gary Havas:
Posted on September 24th, 2009 at 4:32 pm

Greetings again:

This was a poem I sent to Pam because I have been present to it on some other occasions. She asked that I place it here for you all.

To those I love and those who love me
When I am gone, release me, let go.
I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears,
be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love, you can only guess
how much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
but now it’s time I traveled on alone.
So grieve a while for me if you must,
then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It’s only for a while that we must part,
so keep the memories within your heart.
I won’t be far away, for life goes on.
So if you need me, call, and I will come.
Though you can’t see or touch me, I’ll be near.
And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear
all of my love around you soft and clear.
And then, when you must come this way,
I’ll greet you with a smile, and say,
“WELCOME HOME.”

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