After about two and a half years of duty on the Tulip, the Coast Guard took
over the lighthouse service and didn't want anymore civilians on the tender
ships (for safety reasons). Frank was offered a position as a lighthouse
keeper at Old Orchard Light, a lighthouse about 3 miles south of Staten Island.
There were three keepers at this light, and he was on duty for 21 days straight,
followed by six days off, and then he would have to go back to work for
another 21 days, and so on. It was good work, but you were out on the station
in the ocean for so long that by the time you were almost ready for your
time off, you were half crazy with boredom. It was here that Frank picked up
the hobby of Marquetry (making pictures from different types of wood) and
became very good at it.
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After about three years, Frank was transferred to Governor's Island, where he
was to be a keeper. This time, he would have to be on duty for 24 hours
straight, and then off for 24. Soon after arriving another keeper was added
and so Frank was given 48 hours off instead of 24.
When World War 2 was first being waged, Frank was warned by friends that he
might be drafted into service, but didn't believe it would happen. Sure
enough, in 1942 at 27 years old, Frank was drafted.
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After passing his physical examination he was asked where he would like to go. Having been sick of being
on boats and around boats, he chose to go into the Army. Little did Frank
know that at the time the Army had been using the most boats out of anyone.
He was first sent to Camp Gordon Johnston in Florida to be a Naval landing
craft instructor, and when instructors were no longer needed, he
worked running combat and utility boats in Japan and the Philippines.
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In 1944 he returned to land and his job of Keeper at Governor's Island
in New York where he worked for 16 years before taking residence at Sea
Gate.
When he started at Coney Island in July of 1960 he was responsible for turning the
light on every evening and off every morning, and for winding up a mechanism
resembling a grandfather clock, to keep the light turning. Because the winding
had to be done every four hours (including at night), one of the first
changes Frank made was to lengthen the cable used to allow for 24 hours
between windings.
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Frank chose the appointment at the Coney Island Lighthouse because it allowed
him to live with his wife Millie and have a normal family, in the
Keeper's residence on the grounds. Originally, Frank was required to be on the grounds
at all times to maintain the equipment necessary for running the lighthouse.
He had to perform many different functions, including carpentry, painting,
gardening, plumbing, and electrical work. His wife, Millie, was responsible
for the grounds should he ever leave temporarily, so the family was not
allowed to go on spur-of-the-moment trips or vacations.
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By now the family
consisted of Frank, Millie, and their three children,
Kenneth, Francine, and Thomas. All three attended school nearby and were
typical children, enjoying television, sports, and other things. Francine was
active in the Girl Scouts, and the boys enjoyed building model boats and
planes.
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Eventually the children grew up, the lighthouse was automated, and sadly, Frank's
wife Millie passed away. Frank has had many visitors throughout the years, often
surprising him at home with no prior notice. He is generally very cordial and
nice to visitors, even unexpected ones, and takes time to talk to whoever wants
to learn about the lighthouse. He has also been on numerous television shows
and in many newspaper and magazine articles. Frank has even been invited to
the White House to meet President Bush (Senior) who Frank describes as a Lighthouse buff.
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Before his passing in December 2003, my grandfather watched over the lighthouse and
kept busy along with his dog Blazer, who sometimes let him be the boss. He watched
television, played golf and bowling, cooked, and generally enjoyed life. He was
also still interested in Marquetry and woodworking, even making furniture like
picnic tables, beds, and chairs. We would visit him often, spending Sundays
with him and dropping by during the week. He was a smart, funny, tough but
friendly guy with a knack for tinkering with and fixing all kinds of things.
He was just a great guy, and we all miss him very much.
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