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“Rest In Peace my friend. You will be dearly missed at our nifty volleyball games. ”
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“Sorry to hear of Lee's passing. We will miss him at Nifty fifty ”
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“We know Lee for around 20 years, we were neighbors,he and his wife Carol came to enjoy our parties...he was a good neighbor a good personrest in...Read More ยป
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“Rest in peace brother Lee, will miss your company, stories and camping with you. ”
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Frank Lee Miller
Died at home in Santa fe Springs, Calif. on July 22, 2020 t the age of 98yrs.

He is survived by his wife Carol, son Frank, daughter Linda Jones, his granddaughters Erica Whisnand, her husband Matt, Erin Padilla, her husband Randy,
granddaughters Mia, Kara & Reese. Granddaughters Debra Sparggins & Kimberly Nielson and many great and great, great grandchildren. Frank was predeceased by his sons Donn and Mark.

His Celebration of Life will be announced at a later time, when it is safe to gather again, due to Covid-19.

He was born in Penn. on Dec. 17, 1921. At age 5yrs. Frank and his family moved from Pennsylvania to East L.A. California.
He served in the Navy during WWII at the U.S. Navy Hospital, San Diego as a Hospital Apprentice 1st Class
and received an honorary discharge.

He married Connie and had sons Frank and Donn. He later married Rose and had Linda and Mark.
He worked at Reliable Trucking and enjoyed hunting, racing his motorcycle and taking his boat out fishing and trips to
Catalina island.

He later worked at Lucky's Markets as a truck driver and retired in 1986.
In 1987 he met his current wife Carol while working at her Father's Camera Repair shop.
They were married in 1989. They joined a singing group and sang at Retirement homes, City of Hope and Nixon Library.
His favorite get away was camping along the Kern River in his motorhome in Kernville, Calif.

He lived his life his way and loved tell his stories, we will be truly missed.

Those we love don't go away, they walk beside us everyday. Unseen, unheard, but always near. Still loved,
still missed and very dear. Death leaves a heartache no one heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.