Biography: The Beginning and The End and The In Between

Part One: Before 1930 to Fall 1955

Sunday, July 31, 1955 - As Bob Francis practiced takeoffs and landings on the last day of his life, he could easily see from the plane’s cockpit almost the entirety of his life’s geography. Santa Monica to Long Beach to Santa Barbara to Burbank, above Glendale and Pasadena and Hollywood, and in the distance the ocean and mountains where he skied on water and snow. And there, not far from the house, streets, schools, and neighborhood where he lived almost all of his 25 years, is the Little Church of the Flowers at Forest Lawn Glendale. In less than 72 hours his funeral would be held there and he would be buried at Forest Lawn Hollywood Hills in a hillside plot with a headstone turned eastward toward Pasadena. Bob is said to have been mature beyond his years and could be serious about serious matters. But on this day he probably was not given so much to introspection or thoughts of the past or mortality. He was having a fine time learning to fly and being with two companions along for the ride.

That was the end. The beginning for Bob, as for all of us, comes long before our actual birth dates. Wednesday, Feb. 26, 1930, in Bob’s case. Preceding him in life were his parents, sister and brother, the Francis and Warnock families, relatives in Nebraska and Ireland.